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Pumpkinhead (1988) At the heart of Pumpkinhead lies the depths of human savagery, and from it we get the physical manifestation of bloodlust in this flick's titular character. What greases the gears of this near cult-classic is the price paid to wrong a right, that horrible amnesia that fogs the heat of the moment. Lance Henriksen is the driving force of this movie that would have likely foundered without him. The hillbillies were a wonderful assembly of smudgy locals; God only knows what goes on behind those closed cabin doors. The victims were standard fare, wooden fodder to be gobbled up by whatever. The direction was an exceptional effort as Stan Winston is known for his special effects, not his directorial acumen. The camera made great work of light, creating that creepy atmosphere that helps moves a horror flick above and beyond the usual suspects. And that window scene- brilliance. Leaving standard horror in its rear view, Pumpkinhead is one of those eighties flicks that reminds us that the 80s may have owned horror.
Genruk
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