My mom is a horror movie aficionado, so when I was growing up I was exposed to a lot of insanely scary horror movies and an absurd amount of horror movie crap early on in my life. She does not discriminate when it comes to movies. It didn’t matter if it was a classic thriller like Jaws, a massive blockbuster hit like The Exorcist, or a total piece of garbage like Rumpelstiltskin. If there was a movie with monsters, or “critters” as my mom would say, and if people got murdered, blown up, mutilated, or destroyed during the course of the movie then it was a movie that my mom wanted to watch. And she didn’t censor us kids from watching them either…
I had a nightmare one time, and I got up to see my mom. She was up late watching Hellraiser and told me that if I sat on the couch with her for a while then I’d feel better. Yeah fucking right! I went back to bed even more terrified than when I’d woken up initially. To this day, I’m still a puss when it comes to horror movies. I enjoy classic slasher flicks, but anything too gruesome or weird totally freaks me out.
I love the movie Halloween though, it’s one of my favourites. The first time I saw it, I was about eight years old. It was scary, but fun. One thing that totally threw me for a loop though, was that scene when Laurie discovers her friend Annie, dead up in the bedroom. At the head of the bed is the Judith Myers tombstone that mysteriously went missing at the beginning of the movie. The foreshadowing was totally lost on me, I guess because when I saw that scene I actually thought that was just part of the headboard of the bed. And I remember thinking it was so bizarre that someone would have a tombstone headboard. What a weird fad, man! Never mind the fact that the tombstone is clearly perched on top of the pillows…
Where would you even get something like that, I used to wonder. Wouldn’t it be creepy to sleep under your own headstone every night?
Furthermore, I wondered when it was that Michael even murdered poor Judith. She was just lying up there dead in her own bed, didn’t even get a death scene. I didn’t make the connection that the corpse was Annie, of course. Or the connection that Judith was the girl he murdered at the very beginning of the movie… Pathetic. I guess I just thought Mikey had offed someone else during the whole debacle and they didn’t have time to show it.
When I finally saw the movie again a few years later at the ripe old age of twelve, it all clicked into place. D’oh. It was a real tombstone the whole time, you goof! The whole freaking time.
Yep, I was a dumb kid once too.