‘The Thing’ Remains a Wild Testament to Practical Effects in Horror
John Carpenter’s 1982 remake is visceral, uncomfortable, and masterfully shot.
NOTE: For the month of October, I’ll be watching and reviewing classic horror movies that I somehow never made it around to seeing. Bring on your commentary in the comments — and happy Spooky Season!
I’ve been watching horror movies since my mom let me watch Poltergeist as a kiddo. I latched onto the genre for the same reason people love roller coasters: It’s a safe way to be temporarily scared and thrilled in a controlled environment.
The best scary movies, though, don’t just specialize in one sort of terror. I like a zombie flick or a supernatural narrative as much as the next person, but what impresses me are films that build a story around multiple, organic sources of fear. They’re relatable ideas that viewers are already bothered by, and if done right, those ideas generate a much larger scope of dread, thick enough to give people something to shiver about on the way home.
I went into John Carpenter’s The Thing thinking it was simply a creature feature. Oh, me of little faith.
