Directed by George A. Romero. Written by Stephen King. Starring Leslie Nielsen, Ted Danson, Adrienne Barbeau, Ed Harris and Stephen King.
Plot: 5 tales of terror are presented, inspired by the comics of the 50’s
“Happy Father’s Day”
Sort of pointless. Everyone was a dick. Ignorant children, including the one who killed her father, come together every year for Father’s Day. They even have a cake. But this year, things end up a little different. Although we didn’t really like the story, we did jump once.
“The Lonesome Death of Jordy Verrill”
Stephen does well as Jordy, a hick who finds and cracks open a meteorite which ultimately leads to his death. No spoiler there. Check out the title. This story is gross though and tragic. There’s no justice. It’s horrible. We just feel bad for Jordy.
“Something to Tide You Over”
Finally, a story worthy of Creepshow. In this tale, Leslie Nielsen is an asshole who no longer loves his wife, but won’t let Ted Danson, who really does love her, have her. As a matter of fact, he goes to great and disturbing lengths to make sure they aren’t ever happy. But this story is good, so he gets his comeuppance. It’s a great revenge story.
“The Crate”
A college custodian finds an old crate underneath a stairwell. Along with a professor, they decide to open it and to their shock, they find a “monster” inside. We ended up rooting for the monster, too, which was easy since the story followed rules and had surprisingly good Freddy Claws. I really liked this one and DJ loved it.
“They’re Creeping Up On You”
This racist, clean freak, jerk is bombarded with cockroaches because that is vindication. Still, this story is pretty disgusting. Especially for DJ. He does not do cockroaches. So, it’s not exactly fun to watch even though he’s getting his.
The best story is “Something to Tide You Over”, but it doesn’t take our whole score much past mediocre. This is what it is. It’s an anthology that’s fun to waste a little time. It’s not necessary for a horror fan to see, but we do recommend it.
I suppose I could list my favorite movies here, but instead I'll give you a strange glimpse into what makes me TaraRomero.
1. I met George Romero. He was the kindest and sweetest man. He talked to me for longer than he should have with the line getting longer. He also held my hand. And when he noticed the ladybug I have tattooed on my wrist, he said he liked it and asked me it's name. Till then, it had not had a name. Now, I call him George.
2. I love stickers. All stickers. I just adore them. I even ask for stickers for Christmas! As a matter of fact, the birthday that just past, every member of my immediate family gave me sticker packs as gifts. Affordable and extremely appreciated.
3. I have never put much stock in astrology or horoscopes, but I LOVE the magic of the MBTI. Omg. I am an INFP and it actually sounds just like me. Introverted mostly. Creative always. Heart before head and not the most logical. Totally me! For better or worse.
4. It's no surprise I count horror so high up on the list of things that make me, me. However, it's so within my soul that I was part of the Horror Club in college. Interesting bunch. And even took a Horror Lit class as an elective. I got an A.
5. Coffee always makes me happy. Always. I'm particularly fond of caramel macchiatos. But I'll drink black coffee if it's the only thing available.
6. I hate shock for the sake of shock and endings that depress me. I always mention the movies Within (2016) and the Eli Roth produced, written and starred in, Aftershock (2012), as proof of this distate I have. I abhor the idea that just because I like horror, some people think I'd actually praise a movie that lets you think the "Final Girl" just made it through the night, only to slap her in the face with a tsunami.
7. We are big time animal people. I mean, if I could, I'd have an elephant, a bear, a zebra, a penguin, an otter and a meerkat, living with me. Seriously though. We have 2 dogs right now and 2 cats. Both cats we picked up when they each came to our front door hungry. And both dogs we got from 2 different sets of neighbors. Both who, unfortunately, don't know how to care for pets long-term. But they're happy and healthy now!!
8. Revisiting my love of horror, one of the above cats, my cat, is a little black guy named Church. Because Pet Sematary. His middle name is even Pascow. To give credit where credit's due, the name was DJ's idea. But he loves horror too!
9. I'm big into art. Along with movie posters and an Anne Frank quote, I have some actual paintings on my wall. I really think Dali paints beautifully when he wants to. And if I don't get to see Michaelangelo's Pieta in person some day, I will be very disappointed.
10. Lastly, I find Emily Dickinson's poetry intriguing. I took an elective course about her as well. But do you know I injected horror even there? I was given a poem to dissect and I picked one on death, of course. Then, I researched old "Death Photos" and even printed out copies for everyone in the class. They were so interested in looking at them that it stopped them from all looking at me, and I was able to deal quite well with my stage fright. Haha
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