A Phoenix secretary embezzles $40,000 from her employer’s client, goes on the run, and checks into a remote motel run by a young man under the domination of his mother.
For two consecutive Halloweens, I’ve watched a classic horror film that has become so ubiquitous in pop culture that its shocks, twists and scares surely shouldn’t surprise me. It came as no surprise when Jack Torrance went crazy and tried to kill his family. I knew from the opening titles that Norman Bates is dressing up as his mother and committing these murders. And yet Alfred Hitchcock and Anthony Perkins make me doubt myself with every passing minute. Continue reading “Psycho”
A family heads to an isolated hotel for the winter where an evil and spiritual presence influences the father into violence, while his psychic son sees horrific forebodings from the past and of the future.
The two film genres I do not like: musicals and horror. It makes me uncomfortable to look into somebody’s eyes as they sing, and it’s a waste of time to spend half a film with my hands covering my eyes. Continue reading “The Shining”
The commercial vessel Nostromo receives a distress call from an unexplored planet. After searching for survivors, the crew heads home only to realize that a deadly bioform has joined them.
As a 6′ 3″ male with a 30-inch waist and pale complexion, you may find it ridiculous that I’m just as afraid of tall, skeletal beings as the next person. But here I am, watching Ridley Scott’s Alien in the middle of the day, and I’m hiding behind my hands. Continue reading “Alien”