Hey! It’s Halloween time again! Time for candy! Time for spookiness!
Please enjoy now Lindy West’s personal, extremely knowledgeable, only
semirandom recommendations for all your filmy H-ween needs:

1. Slashacre! Wed Oct 29, Market
Theater, 7 pm.

Are you lucky enough to be holding this paper on Wednesday
afternoon? If so, it’s not too late for Slashacre! For the rest of you,
um, sorry. It’s too late for Slashacre! Anyway, Slashacre! sounds like
a fucking good time. Hosted by local “guerilla film/comedy group” (I
don’t know what that means) the Beta Society, it involves the premiere
of local slasher spoof Junkbucket; a screening of Friday the
13th: The Final Chapter
with live commentary; and the chance to
touch tongues (okay, probably not) with Adrienne King, lone survivor of
the original Friday the 13th. Hot!

2. “War of the Worlds” 70th Broadcast Anniversary. Thurs Oct 30,
Northwest Film Forum, 8 pm.

On October 30, 1938, Orson Welles took over ye olde radio talkie-box
and made America shit its pants. In what is widely considered around my
cubicle to be the Best Idea Ever, the 60-minute broadcast, through a
series of fake news reports, chronicled an unfolding Martian takeover
à la H. G. Wells’s novel: “Five… five great machines… wading
the Hudson like a man wading through a brook….” The Northwest Film
Forum will be setting up a cozy New Deal living room and broadcasting
the whole original spine-chilling business. (Note: If you are
considering re-creating the national pants-shitting in the Northwest
Film Forum’s living room, please don’t. Your commitment to historical
accuracy is officially creepy.)

3. Candy. Every day, every time, everywhere.

Eat candy! Come on, get started! Candy won’t eat itself!

4. Evil Dead II: Dead by Dawn. Fri
Oct
31–Sat Nov 1, Egyptian, midnight.

Possibly the best of Sam Raimi’s Evil Dead franchise,
EDII:DBD strikes a nice balance between the unintentional camp
of the first one (“I don’t like cellars!!!”) and the annoying, hammy
self-consciousness of Army of Darkness (shut up, Army of
Darkness
fans). Cons: no tree rape. Pros: more chainsaw.

5. Religulous. Various theaters.

These evangelical nut jobs are a million times scarier than mummies
and wolfmans, because they are real. They exist. And if you are very,
very unlucky, they live in your neighborhood (move!). “You don’t have
to pass an IQ test to be in the Senate!” says a Jesus-lovin’ senator.
Fuck.

Runners-up: The Brain that Wouldn’t Die (Grand Illusion);
Freaks (SIFF Cinema); Female Trouble (Central Cinema).
Have fun, weenises! Happy H-ween! recommended

Lindy West was born an unremarkable female baby in Seattle, Washington. The former Stranger writer covered movies, movie stars, exclamation points, lady stuff, large frightening fish, and much, much more....

One reply on “Concessions”

  1. I’ll never understand why so many people got into Jason. Fucking Jason. Dumbass. Man I hate Jason. Worst horror franchise ever. The first one was solid though. Long live Mrs. Voorhees.

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