An American Scary Movie Classic

Here we are again folks; another addition to the Halloween movie series... and the twist, it's directed by Rob Zombie. You remember him from his publications of various songs and the movie Devil's Rejects. This movie is very highly anticiated by all loyal long-time viewers of this series. Now I'm not sure what will happen next because this movie is at the hands of Rob Zombie. But from my take, I see that this movie and other movie series are starting to go back to the very beginning of how it all happened. This is to help fill in the holes of the story that we all wondered about.

As far as a comparison between my opinion of the best scary movie (Which is Saw) and this one (Halloween) I really see one thing. The simple fact of both main characters being serial killers. One with an end moral (Which is Saw) and one that just does cold-blooded killing (Which is Halloween). Me myself, I am a scary movie coniseaur and it takes quite a bit of gore for my skin to crawl. With Saw, it made my skin crawl due to the "what if" factor. The main character is based on a possible real life situation. Now with Halloween, the comparisons of both movies comes closer to that particular factor because Halloween is now going back to the childhood of Michael Meyers and how it all began. As we all know a bad person was never a bad child from birth. And in this coming movie that is what this motive is based on.

With the "what if" factor in mind, that's what makes a scary movie scary, when at any moment you yourself could meet that everyday person that could be the killer of the year.

So with that said, happy social meetings.



Halloween the movie

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And Then There Were None

This is NOT a true story, however, there are people who have been to the MHI grave yard and the descriptions of it are real and it will also get your skin ready to crawl for the highly anticipated 1408 Movie.

David has always believed in the possibility of the supernatural. He loved reading ghost stories and watching horror films to receive prickly little goose bumps up and down his spine. David loved the feeling of terror and not knowing what is going to happen next. That's just how David is.

It's probably why he convinced his friends to visit the MHI (Mental Health Institute) grave yard one Halloween night. David had been to the grave yard a couple of times before, alone and with friends. It is truly a weird sight to behold. To get there, you have to drive about a mile up a gravel road, park your car in a small ditch, hop over a fence, walk about five minutes through a corn field until you are greeted by a large white cross. The grave yard. You don't see any graves at first, only rusted metal markers. He don't know if they were graves or not, but it's pretty creepy. Further back are the graves. Graves of the insane and mentally ill.

So, it was Halloween night, the last Halloween of the century, and he dragged his friends out to the MHI grave yard. Equipped with flash lights and heavy jackets because it is always cold in Iowa on Halloween. They trudged through the corn field into the grave yard of the mentally ill. Everyone clung to each other as they entered the clearing. The tall white cross loomed out in front of us. "If something happens, they thought that their best bet is to go under that cross," David teased his friends. They laughed together and split up to explore. The MHI grave yard has three main grave areas. Each area has about 20 graves. David made his way to the furthest area. The graves there were the oldest. Some were broken, some were sunken far into the earth, all were covered with green moss. He carefully avoided tripping on the sunken graves and tried to make out the lettering in the starless night. He couldn't. But David knew from experience none of the graves here had names, only numbers and dates of death. No one has been buried here for more then 100 years.

He felt the hollowing graves and tried to imagine why the people underneath his feet were placed in a mental health institute, and that's when he felt a cold breath on his back. David stood still. He heard his friends laughing towards the corn field. Minutes passed and he dismissed the breath as a cold breeze of wind. He went back to his thoughts.

There it was again. An icy breath on the back of my neck. This time it wasn't just cold, it also smelt like decay. A rotten stench filled my nose. David didn't stop to think about what had happened this time. He took of running to the cross. Underneath the cross, he stopped for breath. Finally regaining confidence, he looked up for his friends. He only saw one. "Bill," he said gratefully, "I'm so glad your here." He walked towards Bill and the smell of decaying flesh hit me again. David tried to take Bill's hand but my arm flew though his hand. It wasn't Bill. The object smiled at him, his teeth black like tar, his hair ruffled in the wind. He was transparent. David saw through him. He asked David, "Is this cross going to protect you?"

David never found out. He ran away from the smell that eriely lingered in the frost bitten cemetary air, through the corn field, and into my car where he waited for his friends with the radio turned all the way up. When they came back, David told them what happened. They thought he full of crap, until they felt the cold breath and the smelled foul stinch of decay in the air, which they could only describe as the smell of 100 years of death.

To this day David or any of his friends were never seen again, but at the furtest ends of the grave, next to the cross were 5 new headstones with no names just numbers and the times of death. The five new headstones were dated Oct.31st the same date David and his friends went to the Mental Health Institution gravesite but the time of their deaths was dated 100 years ago.

Now check out this clip from the 1408 Movie in theater June 22nd 2007.





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