31 Nights of Horror, Night 29: Hocus Pocus
This entry is dedicated to my dear friend, Ashley, and many others who just don’t like scary movies. Horror isn’t for everyone and THAT’S OKAY!
> 3 sentence review:
Twenty years ago, the world was blessed with a cinematic masterpiece. Frankly there are two types of people in this world: those who love Hocus Pocus, and liars. Seriously – great Halloween movie or greatest Halloween movie? Hocus Pocus comes on ABC Family 10 – 20 times every October and I couldn’t be more thankful. It’s hard to pin point my favorite thing about Hocus Pocus. Is it Dreamy McHuman Binx at the beginning of the movie enchanting me with his luscious brown locks and sultry gaze? Is it Dani and Max’s adorable sibling banter or Allison’s yabos? Is it Billy and Winifred’s relationship baggage dug up after centuries? Perhaps it’s SJP’s lullaby skills or Mary’s delightful misfortune of having to ride a vacuum that bewitches me the most? Nay, it’s all of the above and more. This movie profoundly affected my childhood. I often put a circle of salt around me in my backyard because I learned from Hocus Pocus that it will ward off witches and evil spirits. And because of this movie, I kind of always imagined parenthood as just year after year of attending fabulous Halloween costume parties at the town community center. Don’t screw this up for me, future Katie. “I put a spell on you,” sings Bette Midler. Yes. Yes you did, Bette. You put a spell on America. And the only antidote is more Hocus Pocus.
Bonjour, je veux mon livre,
P.S. was Binx’s first name really “Thackery” or did Emily have an awful lisp?!