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Although there are a few Christmas attractions, such as reindeer and sleigh rides on tree farms, the weeks leading up to Halloween and Thanksgiving are the peak season for agritourism, especially in the Midwest, where the phenomenon is booming. Young's Jersey Dairy in Yellow Springs, Ohio, attracts more than 1.4 million visitors a year to its dairy farm, which also offers baseball batting cages, a miniature-golf course and homemade ice cream. Eckert's Country Farm & Stores, near St. Louis, Mo., brings in $10 million annually, about 80% of the farm's revenues, from its restaurants, bakery and gift...
...Percentage of adults who admit to stealing candy from their kids' Halloween bags...
...arrival of Halloween always brings with it a plethora of horror-related media, including comix. This season's standout graphic novel focuses on one of the scariest of all horrors: high school. The title of Charles Burns' long-awaited book, Black Hole (Pantheon; 368 pages; $25), says it all. For many people-including myself, naturally-high school felt like an endless, inescapable vacuum without air or light. Unlike more conventional horror stories set among high school kids, where each one gets "offed" by a masked killer, Black Hole uses the worst parts of emerging adulthood, like changing bodies, alienation...
...evil ancient spirit murders stranded wedding guests on an abandoned farm beneath the Halloween moon. A biotechnological food-industry conspiracy implicates global agricultural giants and the United States government in a manipulative invasion of the American dinner plate. While at first glance these two themes have nothing in common, they describe the two films showing tonight at the Brattle Theatre. It is this meditated oddball variety that makes the Brattle unique; no one could expect the high-minded Harvard Film Archives (HFA) or the corporately operated Kendall Cinema to air “The Future of Food?...
Everything you need to know is found within this photograph.Its color has dimmed by now. The picture’s browns and whites are noticeably faded, pressed by age and the covers of the album. But at the center, unmistakably, is me.The date is Halloween, 1992. I’m seven years old and the flash has caught my hand, freezing it as it plays with the stethoscope dangling around my neck. The clothes I’m wearing—blue medical scrubs from Manhattan’s Bellevue Hospital—are equal parts costume and equal parts...