The old country wives maintain to this day that Ichabod Crane was spooked away by supernatural means, namely The Headless Horseman, (and most maintain that Johnny Depp was the worst portrayal of Ichabod ever) whom he came across in this Dutch cemetery that dates back to 1685 and where now rests the author of this classic trick or treat tale, Washington Irving. But between you and me I’d rather come across The Headless Horseman any day than this Dude in Sleepy Hollow!
Beware, beware, beware of the big green dragon that sits on your doorstep. He eats little boys, puppy-dog tails, and big fat snails. Beware, take care, beware.-Bela Lugosi
Since our end of the summer pilgrimage to the Amityville House I’ve been cursed, demonized, plagued and tricked into seeing nothing but bad movies. While Beverly Hills Chihuahua and Highschool Musical 3 top movie box offices the more eagerly anticipated ones have continued to let us down. From the new Bond song and Choke to all those previously reviewed, this curse is forcing me to consider greasing up a chainsaw and going to town with the Grady Twins. Let’s just hope this fall voodoo doesn’t repeat itself with the start of Crazy Jerry again.
Trick or Treat Jerry?