We used to go around tipping outhouses over, or turning over corn shocks on Halloween.
There is nothing funny about Halloween. This sarcasticd festival reflects, rather, an infernal demand for revenge by children on the adult world.
A grandmother pretends she doesnít know who you are on Halloween.
Sadly, Halloween, with our good-natured attempts to protect the little ones, from the increasingly dangerous traffic and the increasingly sick adults, has become and utter bore.
Being in a band you can wear whatever you want - it's like an excuse for halloween everyday.
There is nothing funny about Halloween. This sarcastic festival reflects, rather, an infernal demand for revenge by children on the adult world.
I bet living in a nudist colony takes all the fun out of Halloween.
Just like a ghost, you've been a-hauntin' my dreams,
So I'll propose... on Halloween.
Love is kinda crazy with a spooky little girl like you.
A grandmother pretends she doesn't know who you are on Halloween.
On Halloween, witches come true; Wild ghosts escape from dreams. Each monster dances in the park.
Halloween wraps fear in innocence,
As though it were a slightly sour sweet.
Let terror, then, be turned into a treat.
The witches fly
Across the sky,
The owls go, "Who? Who? Who?"
The black cats yowl
And green ghosts howl,
"Scary Halloween to you!"
Nothing on Earth is so beautiful as the final haul on Halloween night.
Shadows of a thousand years rise again unseen,
Voices whisper in the trees, `Tonight is Halloween"
Proof of our societyís decline is that Halloween has become a broad daylight event for many.
When witches go riding,
and black cats are seen,
the moon laughs and whispers,
‘tis near Halloween.
For me, writing something in the spirit of Halloween is like Mother Teresa writing on charity and sacrifice. It's just second nature to me.
I see my face in the mirror and go, 'I'm a Halloween costume? That's what they think of me?
On Halloween, the parents sent their kids out looking like me.
October proved a riot a riot to the senses and climaxed those giddy last weeks before Halloween.
Today, Psycho still holds up extraordinarily well (another reason why a remake seems pointless). With the exception of Halloween, no latter-day horror/thriller has been capable of generating as many goosebumps. The black-and-white photography is perfect for the film's tone and mood the starkness of color would have blurred the nightmarish quality. The painstaking care with which [director Alfred] Hitchcock composed every scene is evident in the quality of the final product.
Of all the indignities to have been visited upon Dracula during the past century (including being the "inspiration" for a cereal and a Sesame Street character, and being lampooned by Mel Brooks), none is more unsettling than what has happened to the world's most famous vampire in Dracula 2000. Dimension Films, the exploitation division of Miramax, decided that, with their two horror franchises currently on hold (the Scream and Halloween films), they would turn their attention in another direction. So they sunk their greedy fangs into the most venerable monster they could find and sucked him dry.
Michael made his debut in John Carpenter's 1978 horror classic, Halloween, possibly the best scare movie to come along in the last twenty-five years. ... [W]ith the release of the sixth (and hopefully final) movie to bear the Halloween moniker, we see how far the mighty have fallen. ... In the final analysis, The Curse of Michael Myers is a horrific motion picture just not in the way the film makers intended.