Friday, October 27, 2006

Dead Man's Party

Are you throwing a Halloween party? Are you inviting scads of ghouls over to your crypt to make this Halloween a night to dismember? Are you just planning on sitting pathetically alone with a cat and a gallon of cookies n' cream? Well, do I have the movie list for you!

Here are some of my favorites, arranged categorically (special thanks to Wikipedia):

Vampires: Bram Stoker's Dracula (Gary Oldman's finest hour), Dracula (the original 1931 version with Bela Lugosi), The Lost Boys (campy, but low-budget eighties-tastic), From Dusk Till Dawn (Quentin Tarantino does the fanged undead in a cheap whorehouse; fun for all ages!), Nosferatu (silent but intensely creepy classic that features "real" vampyre Max Schreck; for more info but less creep, check out Willem Dafoe's Shadow of the Vampire), Fright Night (this one features Roddy McDowall as a washed up horror film actor, if you can imagine!).

Werewolves: Silver Bullet (based on a pleasantly brief graphic novel by some weird dude from Maine), The Wolf Man (watch Lon Chaney, Jr. transform into a beast without ever tearing his clothing!), An American Werewolf in London (as mentioned in a previous post, I first saw this gem when I was three; imagine the night terrors!), The Howling (contains the longest man-to-wolf transformation scene in cinematic history; seriously, you'll have time to take a bathroom break and make dinner before he's finished), Dog Soldiers (a bunch of obnoxious Scottish military guys get systematically devoured on the moors), Ginger Snaps (angst-ridden teenage hussies get wolfy on their boyfriends and family members).

Ghosts (those who know that they're dead and those who aren't so sure): The Sixth Sense (the scene on the spiral staircase made me wet myself), Poltergeist (a truly disturbing jaunt through corpse-filled suburbia; clowns, TV static, and old trees have never been the same), The Ring (if you watch it, you will die in seven days, and not because of your late fees at Blockbuster!), The Grudge (proves conclusively that nothing is more frightening than a Japanese contortionist who croaks like a frog), The Others (demonstrates the consequences of too much religious education and time spent indoors, as well as why you should never piss off Nicole Kidman), The Blair Witch Project (shaky, nausea-inducing camera shots aside, this movie made tent and sleeping bag sales drop across the country).

Monsters, Ghouls, Zombies, and Other Such Mess-cellany: Frankenstein (the original 1931 version with Boris Karloff), Mary Shelley's Frankenstein (believe it or not, Robert DeNiro will make you cry, and Kenneth Branagh's painted-on abs will make you laugh), The Thing (though it is technically an alien, this hideous parasite makes the things Sigourney Weaver had to fight look like Teletubbies), Dead Alive/aka Braindead (forget The Lord of the Rings; this is the film that proves Peter Jackson's genius; prepare for lawnmowers and overbearing zombie mothers), The Evil Dead Series (let's face it, zombies really aren't very scary, but they are pretty damned funny), Child's Play (this film made my cousin lock all of her dolls in the closet each and every evening for the entire duration of her childhood).

Serial Killers and Other Crazy People: Misery (gave me my irrational fear of old-fashioned typewriters; thanks, Stephen King!), Psycho (the Hitchcock version, of course; rocking chairs and granny wigs will be spoiled for you forever), The Silence of the Lambs (it puts the lotion on its skin, or else it gets the hose...oooh, now that's going to be stuck in my head), Wolf Creek (this one really bothered me; it's not for the faint of heart or for those with plans to visit Australia in the near future), Se7en (despite its attempt to pass off the number 7 as the letter "V," this is an intellectual thriller that will keep on creepin' long after it's done), AND LAST BUT CERTAINLY NOT LEAST......Halloween (something about the atmosphere of this film is unspeakably creepy; the flickering jack o'lanterns and the rustling fall leaves make Mike Myers somehow unbearably frightening; this film sums up everything wonderfully eerie about the month of October).

2 comments:

Fork said...

What about Rosemary's Baby, the ultimate conspiracy film? I can't walk down fifth avenue without wondering how many of these seemingly wholesome folks are actually in league with the Devil.

I'm so glad I'm not the only one who wasn't fooled by the inhumanly ripped abs Dr. Frankenstein had painted on his doughy belly. Seriously. If he really had abs like that, he'd never get around to creating the Monster. He'd be too busy doing crunches and counting calories!

Oh yes--and Child's Play had the exact same effect on me.

And to add to your Japanohorror list, they say "the Eye" series is creep-tastic.

Anonymous said...

I tried watching "The Eye" one time, and never finished it. Not because I was creeped out (although I was), but because it was a movie somebody gave me on CD, and the video file was corrupted. Doh!

But The Ring is for sure the creepiest movie I have seen to date!