Dear Growing Up Nerdy,
SAY IT ISN’T SO! Another October coming to an end. Though I'm experiencing the requisite sadness, I’m just happy to be able to have some Halloween fun. My question is: what type of advice would give to a young nerd who wants to maximize his or her Halloween experience?
-Sad in Santa Fe
Mike & Adam: Hey there F This Movie! fans. So it’s Halloween -- the official end of #ScaryMovieMonth -- and we know you’re all as depressed as we are. But look at the bright side; it’s already less than a year until the beginning of NEXT #ScaryMovieMonth! Here at Growing Up Nerdy, we were going through some old videos and found a “Movie” that we made almost 20 years ago now. In 1995, we were really into the Romero “Zombie” movies and together with our friend Brian decided to make a horror movie in Mike’s parents' basement. It’s only four minutes long and if anything it will give you an appreciation for horror movies, no matter how shitty they are. Enjoy 1995’s Dusk of the Dead, directed by Michael Pomaro and starring Adam Thas as the...zombie...Monster...whatever it is.
It wasn’t until I got married that I ever really decorated for Halloween. My family liked Halloween enough, but we never did much in the way of celebrating Halloween. My wife Christy’s family LOVES Halloween and they are master decorators. When we got married, Christy began collecting all sorts of knick knacks and signs and masks for Halloween, and frankly it has never stopped. We have boxes and boxes of Halloween decorations in a room under our basement stairs (we call it Harry Potter’s room). Pre-kids, decorating for Halloween was much more fun for me. I’d buy any Freddy Krueger, Jason Vorhees, Michael Myers, Leatherface or Jigsaw item I could find and place them throughout the house with as much enthusiasm as Christy. The horror-obsessed kid in me got to play with toys based on my favorite scary movies for the first time and it was fun! Then we had children and that changed somewhat. Sure, Christy still gets to hang up her skeleton cutouts on the wall and bats from the ceiling, but boxed up are my bloodstained Leatherface figure and severed head. My six year old daughter jumped, and I mean JUMPED, when a ghost popped out in a Bernstein Bears Halloween special, so needless to say my favorite decorations are in time out for the moment.
Of course we should all be watching scary movies throughout October, and judging by the amount of seven word reviews the Scary Movie Month Challenge has received, people are watching A LOT of horror films, but in my house there are two nights that we have to watch a scary movie, no matter what. The first is when we carve pumpkins; the second is Halloween night.
Pumpkin carving is a pastime that my wife forces me to participate in because she loves it and I love her; therefore, I must put aside my obsessive compulsive personality and stick my hand in a gross, slimy pumpkin because that will make her happy. Also, ew. The compromise, however, is that I get to pick what we watch. Before we had children I would take the opportunity to show her movies she had never seen before like Re-Animator or Friday the 13th. Since having kids, however, the lineup has changed somewhat. No longer are we watching gory, scary films - instead we put on more kid-friendly shows. We carved pumpkins this week and we gave our girls the option of watching It’s the Great Pumpkin, Charlie Brown, A Nightmare Before Christmas, Hocus Pocus or Hotel Transylvania. They chose Frozen.
I think most people already have a go-to movie or two that they like to watch on Halloween night. For Christy and I, after the kids are in bed with bellies full of chocolate and candy corn, we curl up on the couch and watch our favorite scary movie of all time: Satan’s Little Helper. If someone happens to be borrowing it at the time, however (and when is someone NOT borrowing it?), we turn to the runner-up, John Carpenter’s Halloween. Anyone who has paid attention to the things I write or say on the website (Thanks, mom!) (I’m kidding. My mom doesn’t know how to turn on a computer) knows that Halloween is not only my favorite horror film of all time, but also one of my favorite movies period. Lucky for me it’s also Christy’s favorite scary movie, so unlike pumpkin carving it’s a tradition we both enjoy. You might say that to Christy and me, Halloween represents ‘The Night Love Came Home.’ You might also say I should never write for the site again. Either way, Happy Halloween, F Heads!!
Adam: The biggest problem I've found with Halloween is that just when you start getting good at it the entire “Trick-or-Treat” thing, you’re suddenly too old to do it anymore (bunch of bullshit). So now being much older, there are a few bits of advice that I’d want to give to all the kids.
First why the HELL are you bringing a plastic bag with you or anything even plastic looking with you to hold the candy? Do you have any idea how stupid that is? All the cool kids, and anyone with half a brain uses a pillow case. That shit is full-proof. Pillow cases won’t break, they can be held in any different type of position, and they can hold an ass-load of candy if need be. Say you run into a group of guys that want to steal your candy; the pillowcase filled with goodies can easily be whipped around to smack a motherfucker in the face! Lastly -- and this is key -- you need to make sure you don’t accidentally grab one of the pillow cases with the flowers on it. Any street cred you’ve managed to gain by bringing a pillow case vanish with your mother's “rose” pattern.
If the street name ends with “Ct,” hit that shit up NOW. People who live on Courts are off the beaten path, meaning they don’t get as much foot traffic. If you are going a little bit later in the day, hit up those houses because chances are they have a ton of leftover candy and will just pile it into your pillowcase.
Leave that girl you like at home. Seriously, she’s a distraction. Get your head in the game. She’ll be there tomorrow. They’re only giving out free candy today.
Don’t believe the hype from your one friend whose cousin went to the rich neighborhood and they gave out full Snickers bars. Your friend is full of shit. Everyone has heard that story and it’s just not worth it. Rich people didn’t get rich by giving away full Snickers; they got it by handing out Tootsie Rolls. Besides, even if they were giving out full Snickers bars, their houses are too far apart. The ratio between number of houses and candy is just about equal; plus in your own neighborhood, you know who the assholes are and who to avoid.
Put your jacket on UNDER your costume moron. Last time I checked, Michael Meyers and Darth Vader didn’t shop at North Face.
So there you go kids. I gave you all the tools for success. It’s like I’m your Yoda and you just spent some time on Degobah. Go out there and scarf down as much candy as possible.
Now if you don’t mind, I’ve got Satan’s Little Helper just waiting to be watched!