Hey, we all love Halloween, but don't try to deny it's becoming more and more of a pain in the ass: buying candy for hordes of ungrateful anklebiters, combing through your own children's haul for razor blades and *shudder* Good & Plenty, and those costume parties can be a real chore.
After all, you're busy enough with work and real life without having to run around town trying to complete that (totally hilarious and tasteful) "Sexy Muammar Gaddafi" costume. The hat is especially difficult to track down.
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Not that I'd know. *Cough.*
So this year, why not take a load off and let the good people at the Alamo West Oaks do the heavy lifting while you sit down to watch the movie Entertainment Weekly, American Movie Classics and my sister have called the "scariest of all time?" No, not Baby Geniuses 2, I'm talking about The Exorcist.
Prior to becoming a staple of after-school specials and B-movie box office bombs, the pudgy-faced Linda Blair had earned her place in the cinematic pantheon as Regan MacNeil - the possessed little girl who became an inspiration to holy rollers and juvenile delinquents everywhere. Her head could spin. She found obscene uses for religious iconography. She could levitate, vomit green, beat a priest - what a teen! When scientific technology proves useless, her mother (Ellen Burstyn) calls in the big guns, namely retired Exorcist Father Marron (Max Von Sydow) and his bewildered assistant Damien Karras (Jason Miller), who prove no match for the scabby, trucker-mouthed hellcat. See Pazuzu's pre-teen putti as she was meant to be seen - on the big screen!
Get your tickets here. A portion of the proceeds will go the Houston Film Critics Society, because everyone loves film critics, right?