Word: crypt
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Dates: during 1980-1989
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...good one. In the horror genre, King and Romero represent the opposite poles of safe commercialism and bizarre individuality, but here they both go back to their common root--the pulp comic book. The short vignette, already used to great effect in such classics as Tales from the Crypt and the marvelous Dead of Night, is the perfect medium to evoke the atmosphere of horror comics--those brief blurry flashes of primary-colored terror framed by win-great-prizes-selling-junk-door-to-door and x-ray novelty eyeglass...
...when the film presents the five vignettes that Creepshow falls completely flat. The first story, "Father's Day," is a forced version of the skeleton-in-the-old-eccentric-family's-closet theme, replete with the obligatory sinister spinster aunt and a stroll through the family crypt. "Jordy" is yet another variation on the man-eating plant routine, something that's never seemed to work well even in better horror films. "Tide," a rather innocuous revenge fantasy, doesn't even belong among this assortment, and "Crate" is a heavy handed attempt at horror comedy, something else that's never seemed...
...just ate and did what he wanted, restaurant lunches downtown in Brewer plus the Rotary every Thursday, it begins to pack on. The town is dark he runs through, full of slanty alleys and sidewalks cracked and tipped from underneath, whole cement slabs lifted up by roots like crypt lids in a horror movie, the dead reach up, they catch athis heels...
Script and crypt have always crept menacingly side by side in Kubrick's imagination. This latest film explores the death of love in post-war (and pre-WAR) America. It depicts the horror of a people who watch their own bloody past on TV, paint a bloodier future in books and movies Kubrick's included), and sit nervously waiting to be swallowed by an inevitable, self-destructive evil...
...Cramps pursue their vision with a messianic zeal. "Garbage Man" delivers the ultimate manifesto to those who think the Cramps are nothing more than the Munsters on dope and to those punky types who believe themselves too cool for the crypt...