Let’s take a little break from the horror that is American politics, in favor of another type of horror. It’s Halloween, and I’m here to help you find the perfect movie for your next graveyard smash. From John Carpenter’s 1982 THE THING (my all-time favorite) to more recent classics like IT FOLLOWS and THE BABADOOK, here are a few of my favorite horror movies of all time.
First we downed a liter of beer each at the local Biergarten. Then we broke out the pumpkins and the sharpest of knives. Liz did some dancing, and Alex shared a story about a time he pooped his pants.
We had a pumpkin decorating contest at work for Halloween. This was my team’s contribution, which happened to emerge victorious:
A group of us also took it on ourselves to “Halloween-ify” the hand-drawn chalk cityscape in our office, which was a blast. No less than ten people contributed with their own little touches–bats, fog, a creepy moon, hands reaching out of graves, and so on. I can’t show you the whole thing, but below are a few select details:
Those are Dementors circling the Empire State Building, by the way. I don’t know why I drew King Kong climbing the Freedom Tower, but maybe it’s because he hasn’t perfected the Patronus Charm yet.
I also drew the skeletal horse, which I am very proud of–even though it doesn’t look so much like a horse skeleton.
Liz and I generally take Halloween way too seriously, but we’ve been absurdly busy this year and wanted to keep things simple. This was me the weekend before Halloween, at a friend’s party outside Philadelphia. Note the ghostly girlfriend in the background with her perfect teeth:
In the end I didn’t love my Applause costume, so when real Halloween came around and we were heading to the West Village I gave it a little thought and realized I could put together a pretty decent Saul Goodman costume. My only investment were the gaudy mismatched tie and pocket square.
My first West Village Halloween was pretty great, actually. Sure, you can’t get close enough to the parade to see it, but with everyone in the neighborhood decked out in crazy costumes, the whole area is a parade. We spent most of the night at the Slaughtered Lamb, either inside or in the street just outside which wasn’t ludicrously crowded. As usual, some of my friends went as “mostly naked.”
…and that was Halloween 2013. Next year we hope go go back to something a little more over-the-top. We’ve already booked a room at the Sheraton in Philadelphia for Henri David Ball, but we haven’t decided for sure whether we’ll do that or stick around the Village again.