Daily Archives: 10/29/2010

#3: Pet Sematary (1989)

Finally, something from good old Unkie Steve.

There are a lot of things about this movie, other than Stevie, that make this a great horror movie. A list!

  • Any movie that has a choir of obviously adolescent children singing nothing but the word “ah” in mostly soprano is automatically creepy.  Unkie Steve’s movies often have this.  Children of the Corn, anyone?
  • I’m pretty sure that Fred Gwynne (rest his soul) successfully adds a creep factor all on his own.  It’s weird… it’s like… Herman Munster’s evil twin or something.  Except they’re one in the same.  Oh, my.  I think I may have just ruined “The Munsters” for myself by making it creepy and not quirky.
  • Church.  Rat.  Bathtub.  ‘Nuff said.
  • You can NOT watch this movie and not have nightmares about Rachel’s sister.
  • Gage with the scalpel in that precious little velvet suit.  Really?  Much like my comment above about Herman Munster, it’s like Chucky; if he WAS  a real kid.
  • Gage played wif Mommy, then he played wif Judd, and now he wants to play wif yeeeeeeeeeew!  (WTF CREEPY)
  • Can anyone really watch Gage slice through Judd’s heel without curling up inside of their own skin?  If you can, you should just probably stop associating with people right now, because I don’t think you’re fit to do so.
  • There is something so chilling about Louis sitting on the kitchen floor, filthy, playing solitaire… when you saw everything that just happened.  And then the door opens…

 

And as far as accuracy to the book goes, Unkie Steve’s books are notoriously long.  Even a pretty heavily edited film version of The Stand still had to be 6 hours long.  So with the bits taken out that wouldn’t translate properly to the screen, it’s very accurate.  I think the film is great visually speaking.  It’s hard to capture Stevie’s page-creep on the screen, and this movie did it wonderfully.  And in case you’re wondering, as with all of the GOOD Stephen King films… yes, Unkie Steve makes a cameo.


Tie:





I still would rather never see a Polaroid photo ever again.


Queue it on Netflix

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