[Note: In honor of Halloween, I am posting an essay I wrote about the film, Halloween. I have provided an old review of that film in the past, which can be found HERE, as well as a commentary for the film, which can be found HERE, and I previously submitted this essay to Brandon Peter's blog, Naptown Nerd, which has been a tremendous source of info all month for articles related to the Halloween franchise. Read more about that HERE. Still, I wanted to post something for Halloween, so here it is.]
Dr. Loomis: I watched him for fifteen years, sitting in a room, staring at a wall, not seeing the wall, looking past the wall - looking at this night, inhumanly patient, waiting for some secret, silent alarm to trigger him off.
John Carpenter’s 1978 landmark horror film Halloween is one of my favorite horror films and a film that I watch annually (let alone most times it appears on TV throughout the year). It is a good thing, as Brandon has tasked me with writing an essay for his site, which has been providing an ungodly amount of Halloween-related content this month (though it is all really good stuff). In an attempt to head in my own direction, I have decided to try and describe why I admire the horror that Michael Myers brings to the first film in the franchise, simply by standing in stationary positions. While horrible acts are committed by this escaped mental patient, as the film continues on, I am always most freaked out by the Michael Myers death stare.