Welcome To October On The Shattered Lens!


by Erin Nicole

Welcome to October on the Shattered Lens!

Here’s hoping this month finds you with joy, family, friends, fiends, ghouls, and ghosts!

Today is also the start of the Shattered Lens’s annual horrorthon!  Sit back, enjoy the reviews, the art, and the music videos, and have a great month of ghoulish fun!

by Erin Nicole

Six Things That I’m Looking Forward To In October


Welcome to October!  October is a big month here at the Shattered Lens.  It’s the month when we devote the majority of our time to the horror genre.  It’s time for our annual Horrorthon!  Last year, we had a record number of Horrorthon posts.  I’d love to break that record this year!  A thousand posts?  Hey, why not?  Mostly, though, I just want this year’s Horrothon to be fun for both our writers and our readers!

Here’s what I’m looking forward to this October!

  1. Halloween — This one should really go without saying but I’m going to say it anyway.  Halloween is my favorite time of year!  The movies, the costumes, the decorations, I love all of it!  I remember when I was a kid, I cried when I realized that I was too old to keep trick or treating.  But now that I’m adult, I love watching horror movies on the 31st (Night of the Living Dead, baby!)  I love the parties.  I love how much my sister enjoys giving out candy.  The past two years have been tough for us.  This year, we’re just looking forward to enjoying the holiday season.
  2. Digger — I’m not really expecting Digger to be that good.  Alejandro Inarritu is one of those directors who tends to be way too pleased with himself.  But I have to admit that I am kind of hoping that I’ll be proven wrong.  Tom Cruise is one of the last true movie stars and I’m interested to see how he’ll do in this film.  We’ll find out soon!
  3. Carrie — Do we really need a new version of Carrie?  Probably not.  But, hey, I look forward debating it with everyone!
  4. The Horror Movies On TCM — TCM never lets me down in October. I can’t wait to binge all of the classic horror that will be aired this month.  The truth of the matter is that movies used to be a lot better.  Horror movies used to be fun and unapologetic.  Elevated horror?  Who needs it?
  5. Wicker — Actually, I’m not so much looking forward to Wicker as much as I’m looking forward to other people watching Wicker and reacting to it.  As I mentioned in my review of The Roses, I’ve recently realized that Olivia Colman is kind of annoying.  But still, how often do you see a film about wicker coming to life?  Actually, did anyone ask for this?  Eh.  We’ll see.
  6. Sense and Sensibility — Jane Austen in October?  Call it counterprogramming!  I’m actually a big fan of counterprogramming.  Releasing this in the middle of horror month is a brilliant move.

October’s going to be a great month and those of us at TSL can’t wait to celebrate it with you!  What are you looking forward to in October?

 

Music Video Of The Day: Female of the Species by Space (1996, dir by Gerald McMorrow)


Shock, shock horror, horror, shock, shock horror

I’ve always liked this song and it feels like exactly the right choice for the first music video of our October horrorthon!  The story behind this song is actually rather sweet.  The lead singer of Space knew that his father didn’t care much for the music that he was producing so he wrote this song as a tribute to the type of music that his father did like.  The end result was one of the band’s biggest hits.

The video has a certain James Bond feel to it.  And by that, I mean this song would be great for one of the Sean Connery/Roger Moore films.  Not the Daniel Craig films.  The Daniel Craig movies suck.  I’ll never get over what they did the world’s greatest secret agent.

Enjoy!

Horror Song of the Day: Something Wicked This Way Comes by Barry Adamson


Today’s song of the day is Something Wicked This Way Comes, by Barry Adamson.

This instrumental work appeared on the soundtrack for David Lynch’s 1997 film, Lost Highway, and its one of my favorite pieces of music.  It’s amongst the songs that I tend to play whenever I’m dealing with writer’s block or if I just need an extra boost of energy to finish up a project.  This song also seems like the perfect way to kick off our annual Horrorthon!

I also have to say that the video below, which was put together by Jessie Essex, is amazingly cool.

Horror Review: Trick ‘r Treat (dir. by Michael Dougherty)


“All these traditions, jack-o’-lanterns, putting on costumes, handing out treats, they were started to protect us, but nowadays… no one really cares.” — Principal Steven Wilkins

What better and more fun way is there to celebrate the full month of scares and horror that October has become than with Michael Dougherty’s 2007 film Trick ’r Treat? It is the kind of Halloween movie that feels less like it was merely set on the holiday and more like it was built out of everything people love about it. Trick ’r Treat has jack-o’-lanterns glowing on porches, costumes ranging from charming to grotesque, chilly nighttime streets, old local legends, candy bowls, haunted-school-bus stories, werewolves, serial killers, and that ever-present feeling that something is watching from behind a tree. It is funny, nasty, creepy, and strangely cozy at the same time. More than almost any modern horror film, it understands Halloween as a whole atmosphere rather than a collection of familiar props.

At first glance, the movie looks like an anthology film. It is divided into several distinct stories with their own central characters, premises, and horror styles. One segment involves a principal with a murderous secret, another follows a group of kids investigating a grim local legend, another centers on young women looking for dates at a costume party, and another focuses on a bitter old man dealing with a small but persistent visitor. Each story could almost function as its own short horror movie. Dougherty clearly enjoys shifting tones, moving from slasher material to ghost-story melancholy, then into monster-movie lunacy and dark comedy. But the key difference is that Trick ’r Treat is not simply an anthology stitched together by a host or a framing device. Every story told in the film ties into an overarching story unfolding across one night of Halloween.

That structure is one of the movie’s smartest features. Characters drift in and out of one another’s narratives, sometimes briefly and sometimes in ways that completely change the audience’s understanding of what they have already seen. A person who seems like a background extra in one sequence becomes the focus of another. A strange sound, a distant scream, a passing school bus, or a visual detail in one story can gain much more meaning when it reappears elsewhere. The movie plays with chronology too, allowing events to overlap and occasionally revealing that scenes which seemed straightforward were occurring at a different point in the night than viewers assumed. It rewards attention without becoming confusing for the sake of being clever.

Dougherty handles those connections smoothly because the film never stops feeling like one continuous Halloween night. The transitions are playful rather than showy. The camera may follow a character down a street, past a decorated yard, into another group’s story, and suddenly the audience has entered a different kind of nightmare. That makes the town itself feel like a character. It is not a generic horror-movie setting where bad things happen because the script requires them to. It feels like a community with traditions, buried crimes, local myths, annual rituals, and plenty of people who are either hiding something or about to discover something unpleasant.

The town’s Halloween obsession is also what gives the film its personality. Trick ’r Treat treats Halloween rules almost like ancient laws: wear a costume, hand out candy, never blow out a jack-o’-lantern before midnight, and always respect the dead. Breaking those rules does not guarantee immediate punishment in a simple moralistic way, but it certainly puts people at risk. The film’s central icon, Sam, embodies that idea. Wearing orange pajamas, a burlap sack mask, and carrying a lollipop that can become a weapon, Sam is one of the great modern horror mascots because he is both adorable and deeply unsettling. He is not presented as a typical slasher villain with a detailed backstory or a conventional motivation. He feels more like the living spirit of Halloween itself: mischievous, ceremonial, cruel when necessary, and completely devoted to the holiday’s traditions.

Sam’s presence gives the movie a connective thread beyond plot mechanics. He appears in the background, watches over events, and eventually takes center stage in a way that is both amusing and genuinely tense. There is something almost storybook-like about him. He resembles a child going door to door for candy, but his behavior suggests an old supernatural force enforcing rules everyone else has forgotten. The movie wisely never overexplains him. Horror icons often become less interesting once every mystery is reduced to lore, family trees, and exposition. Sam works because Dougherty lets him remain partly unknowable.

The cast is another reason the film holds together so well. Dylan Baker is excellent as Steven Wilkins, the seemingly mild suburban principal whose cheerful politeness becomes much more disturbing once the movie reveals what he is doing after dark. Baker has a talent for making every smile look just slightly too controlled. His storyline is especially effective because it mixes grotesque humor with an unsettling domestic quality. He is not stalking victims through a foggy forest or living in an abandoned asylum. He is cleaning up a mess in his backyard while trying to maintain a normal family routine. That contrast makes his scenes nastier and funnier.

Brian Cox brings real weight to Mr. Kreeg, the grumpy old man at the center of the film’s most memorable Sam-focused material. Cox could have played him as a broad caricature, but he gives the character enough fear, frustration, and hidden sadness to make the confrontation feel more substantial than a simple old-man-versus-monster sequence. The movie’s final act uses his house almost like a haunted maze, with the warm, cluttered interior gradually becoming a battlefield. The tone remains playful, yet there is a real sense of danger whenever Sam drops the cute disguise and shows what he can do.

Anna Paquin also stands out in the segment involving Laurie and her friends. At first, it seems like the film is setting up a familiar vulnerability narrative: young women in costumes, a dark forest, strange men, and the possibility of a predatory attacker. Then Trick ’r Treat gleefully twists expectations. The reveal is not subtle, but it is staged with enough energy and confidence that it lands as a crowd-pleasing monster-movie moment. Dougherty knows that horror does not always need to be grim to be effective. Sometimes the best reaction is an audience laughing in surprise right before a scene turns bloodier than expected.

The school-bus story is probably the film’s creepiest material. The idea of children killed by adults and returning as drowned, decayed figures could have been handled in a cheap or overly cruel way, but the movie gives it a sad, mythic edge. The ghosts are frightening, but the story is also about guilt, buried history, and a town that has allowed its ugliest secret to become a campfire legend. The children may be supernatural monsters by the time they reappear, but the adults who wronged them are even more horrifying. That is a recurring theme throughout Trick ’r Treat: Halloween monsters are dangerous, but human selfishness, cowardice, and cruelty tend to create the worst consequences.

Visually, the film has aged remarkably well because it does not chase a slick, overly polished look. It has a rich autumnal color palette full of oranges, blacks, deep reds, and warm porch-light yellows. The night scenes are dark enough to feel threatening but clear enough that viewers can appreciate the costumes, decorations, and production design. Every street seems covered in leaves, every house has candles or carved pumpkins, and every shadow seems capable of hiding a creature. It feels like a heightened version of childhood Halloween memories, except those memories have been invaded by murderers, werewolves, demons, and ghosts.

The practical effects and creature work add a lot to that charm. The movie uses CGI when needed, but it does not depend on weightless digital spectacle. Sam’s physicality, the werewolf transformations, the decayed school-bus children, and the various masks and props all have a tactile quality. They look like things that belong in a haunted attraction, a particularly elaborate costume shop, or an old EC Comics-style horror story. That handmade texture fits the film perfectly. Trick ’r Treat is polished, but it never feels sterile.

What makes the movie so rewatchable is how comfortably it moves between tones. It can be goofy without becoming stupid, gruesome without becoming exhausting, and sentimental about Halloween without turning saccharine. It embraces the holiday’s childish excitement while acknowledging the darker folklore underneath it. There is candy, costumes, and neighborhood fun, but there are also old grudges, punished sinners, restless dead, and things that hunt after midnight. Dougherty understands that those two sides belong together. Halloween is fun partly because it lets people play with fear in a safe, communal way, and Trick ’r Treat captures that balance better than most horror movies.

The film’s anthology-like design gives it variety, while its overlapping characters, recurring events, and shared setting make it feel like one cohesive story rather than a disconnected collection of shorts. Its lasting popularity has also made the lack of a sequel feel increasingly strange. Fans have been clamoring for another trip through Sam’s Halloween night for years, and Dougherty has repeatedly hinted that he has ideas for where a follow-up could go. He has discussed multiple script drafts, storyboards, concept art, and the possibility of giving Sam a new adversary, but the project still has not received an official greenlight.

That uncertainty is frustrating, especially because Trick ’r Treat feels like a world with plenty more stories left to tell. At the same time, it is probably better that Dougherty has not rushed out a sequel just to cash in on the film’s cult status. The original works because it feels carefully constructed, visually specific, and completely committed to its Halloween setting; any follow-up would need to preserve that same mix of horror, comedy, folklore, and interconnected storytelling. For now, Trick ’r Treat remains an annual October rewatch because it honors Halloween’s old traditions while creating its own: a funny, spooky, blood-soaked celebration of costumes, candy, campfire legends, and the things that come out once the porch lights go dark.

Thoughts On The Culture — 9/30/2026


It’s the last day of September and also the last day before the start of our annual October Horrorthon! Here are my latest thoughts on the culture.

Why Do We Have An Entire Month Devoted To Horror?

Why wouldn’t we?

Horrorthon is one of those TSL traditions that I’ve always cherished. This site has been active since 2009. We’ve hosted a lot of different writers with their own unique and individual views of the world. We’ve had film, television, music, and gaming reviews written from every point of view. I’m proud of that. I’m proud that we are a site that values true diversity as opposed to just robotically moving from trend to trend. No matter what else might have been going on here in the TSL Bunker or in the world outside, one thing has always remained consistent. October is for horror.

I love October, but even more importantly, I respect it. At a time when the scolds are trying to ruin everything, October has remained resilient. Halloween has remained pure. For as long as I can remember, people have been trying to cancel Halloween. When I was a kid, it was said that Halloween was some sort of demonic holiday that would lead us all astray. Now, as an adult, it’s coming from people who claim to be traumatized by the sight of someone in a costume. (The truth is that they’re traumatized by the sight of anyone having any sort of fun at all.) Regardless of who was coming after it, Halloween survived. Halloween survived the scolds. It survived the COVID era. It survived the joyless leeches who panic whenever anyone thinks for themselves. Every October, people wear costumes and they watch horror movies and they enjoy getting scared. Halloween survives.

And so do we.

My Plans For October

My initial plans for October were incredibly grandiose and not at all practical. That’s the way things usually go around this time of year. In all honesty, I would be thrilled if we broke our previous record for posts and views over this upcoming October. A thousand posts? That’s a lot of work, but it could happen over the course of 31 days.  I’ve been writing reviews since late August.  For the past week, I’ve been using those song that Caleb Flynn sent his mistress as my writing music.

But last night I realized that October should be fun. And that’s going to be my number one concern this month. My hope is that we’ll all end up loving October together.

What The Hell, Flanagan?

Last night, I read that Mike Flanagan said that he could easily imagine his version of Carrie lasting for three seasons.  So, is it going to take Carrie that long to make it to the prom?  Or is Flanagan talking about exploring the trauma of the survivors?  Stephen King’s original novel ended with a report of a second teenage girl with similar powers.

Well, let me just go on the record as saying that Carrie works because it’s a simple story that can be told in 90 minutes.  It doesn’t need multiple episodes or seasons.

Speaking Of Which….

Watch yourself, Crystal Lake.  It’s nice that you want to bring Jason Voorhees and his mother to a new generation but if you mess this up with a bunch of American Horror Story-style nonsense, there is an army of horror fans who will never forgive you.

We Need To Bring Back Old Timey Horror Hosts

The One Thing That You Need To Have For A Good October

A bag of Reese’s peanut butter cups. Actually, several bags.

What If My Friends Insist That I Spend The Holidays Talking About Politics?

Get better friends.  If I can spend October ignoring James Talarico, so can you.

But What About….

Shhh. Just enjoy the next 31 days.

Don’t Worry, You Three, We’re Coming

Late Night Retro Television Review: Pacific Blue 4.21 “Lucky 13”


Welcome to Late Night Retro Television Reviews, a feature where we review some of our favorite and least favorite shows of the past! On Tuesdays, I will be reviewing Pacific Blue, a cop show that aired from 1996 to 2000 on the USA Network!  It’s currently streaming everywhere, though I’m watching it on Tubi.

This week, Pacific Blue explores the dark side!

Episode 4.21 “Lucky 13”

(Dir by Emily Skopov, originally aired on April 18th, 1999)

A murder at an occult shop leaves two witches dead.  Another witch is found barely alive on the beach, her body branded with alchemical signs.  The bike cops are dumbfounded.  I’m confused as to why there aren’t any Homicide detectives around.  And Granger …. well, Granger’s freaking out because he’s been having nightmares about his dead friend, Tim.

In this episode, Granger reveals that he knows a lot about occult symbols.  When TC demands to know why Granger knows so much (as if it’s any of TC’s business), Granger explains that he used to be into Satanism.  Obviously, this means that Granger can’t go undercover in this case.  As Cory puts it, it would be like sending a junkie into a drug den.  So, Jamie is the one who gets a job working at the occult shop and pretending to be into Satanism.

How bad is Jamie at working undercover? Well, let’s ignore the fact that there’s no way in Hell anyone would ever believe that bland, boring, mild-mannered Jamie is into the occult.  Instead, let’s talk about the fact that, at one point, Jamie stands in the middle of an aisle of the occult store, where anyone could hear her, and she calls Granger to tell him everything that she’s overheard.  Seriously, she couldn’t step outside to do that?  Later, when Granger unexpectedly show’s up at the Witch’s Brew coffeehouse, Jamie confront him by loudly asking, “Are you trying to take my case!?” despite the fact that they’re surrounded by the people that Jamie is supposed to be secretly investigating.

This really is a terrible episode for Jamie.  When Granger is feeling guilty over the death of Tim (who died shortly after Granger convinced him to give his soul to the Devil), Jamie tells him to stop it with the “self-pity.” Uhmm, Jamie …. didn’t we just spend two episodes listening to you going on and on about growing up in the foster system?  Jamie’s not in a position to talk.  Jamie then ends up sleeping with Granger, though the show suggests that Jamie’s actions were largely due to the influence of being around magic.

Anyway, it turns out the Satanists are planning on sacrificing a virgin witch on “Lucifer’s birthday.”  Granger knows that he has to stop this sacrifice on his own so he gives his superiors a fake address to go to.  Then Granger goes to the real sacrifice.  Fortunately, Bobby Cruz follows him and shows up in time to help Granger shoot the bad Satanists and save the virgin’s life.

(For all the slut-shaming that goes on in this country, it’s not the sluts who end up getting sacrificed in stupid occult rituals.  Promiscuity can save your life.)

With Bobby’s encouragement, Granger goes to Confession.  “It’s been seven years since my last confession….” Uh-oh, this could take a while!

This episode deserves some credit for finally giving Granger a backstory.  That said, this episode featured some of the least convincing occultists that I’ve ever seen and some of the lamest metaphysical dialogue this side of Baywatch Nights.  Actually, if this had been an episode of Baywatch Nights, it would have been a lot more fun.  As it is, it’s hard to buy into the idea that the forces of darkness could be defeated by a bunch of bicycle cops.

At one point, Bobby says that too many people have died because of pentagrams.  Monica points at his crucifix and asks, “What about the Crusades?”  I always find it funny how people seem to think that bringing up something that happened during the Middle Ages is some sort of flex.  Bobby could have just as easily replied, “What about Baal worship, you heathen!?”  I’m a little upset that he didn’t.  That would have been fun.

Oh well.  At least this episode had a horror theme.  October is just a day away!