Word: halloween
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...however, may not be the next to be executed in Texas because of his other pending appeals. The angry Judge McSpadden has his own candidate for early punishment: Ronald O'Bryan, known derisively as "the candy man" since he murdered his eight-year-old son by poisoning his Halloween candy. O'Bryan was first sentenced...
...That was axiomatic." Directed by John Carpenter (Halloween), the film eliminates the book's more lurid excesses, stripping it down to a tense tale of a dorky teen-ager whose 20-year-old Plymouth has an evil will of its own. The gleaming heap was actually played by 24 different vehicles, only three of which were still running by the end of the fender-bending filming...
...learned or witty. People you do not notice in a crowd because they try to avoid crowds. In my day they consisted of those like my father, a neighborhood doctor, to whom the kids brought underfed cats and crippled birds, and shy Mr. Platt who led us around on Halloween, and blind Mr. Chevigny who wrote of his seeing-eye dog in a bestseller, My Eyes Have a Cold Nose, and Mr. Homer, who had a booming Bostonian voice with which he asked every child over the age of six: "When do you plan to enroll at Harvard...
...washed chrome-shiny by rain. The high-school scenes, which are neither coarse nor condescending, put every other current teenpic to shame. Carpenter's cast mixes vigorous old pros with young comers; Keith Gordon is a hilariously intense Jekyll-and-Snide. The movie-Carpenter's best since Halloween-is at heart a deadpan satire of the American male's love affair with his car. This Christine is one lean mean funny machine. -By Richard Corliss...
...Memphis Press-Scimitar (as in sword) folded on Halloween. It was known as a blue-collar paper. The next morning, the Commercial Appeal, which is not known as a blue-collar paper, announced that among the many changes to come, the newspaper would be made "easier to read." To boot, a full one-fourth of the front page was occupied by a color photograph of a black man picking cotton, a quaint idea in an enormous amount of space. Alas, it seemed, a newspaper had finally reached a par with television: it had managed to torment one's intelligence...