October is my favorite month of the year. Not only does it have my second favorite holiday, I also like the raw nip in the night air, the Harvest Moon casting its blue glare over a quiet landscape, the lonely stars glimmering above stubbled corn stalks, the bare limbs of trees hanging like fingers of grey slate in the night sky.
Oh, and it’s great werewolf weather.
But there’s other cool things, too. This is the month TCM and AMC show all those great old Universal monster movies: Dracula, Frankenstein, The Wolf-Man, The Creature From the Black Lagoon, etc. Man, I LOVE those old movies. Mostly because I discovered them when I was 12 or 13 (thus proving the old adage the Golden Age of SF and Fantasy is twelve going on thirteen years old) when we were living in Illinois. Many of you may not remember, but back then (before cable, even!) there were local horror movie hosts who showed old monster movies on Saturday nights and tried to sell you commercial siding during the commercials. I remember some guy who talked to a skull, another guy in cape and cloak who called himself Seymour of the Night, and a half-dressed babe lounging around an fake moonscape. I can’t remember her name, but I was thirteen and she was half-dressed and therefore super hot. Of course, this was way before Elvira of the Dark who resurrected the idea of these late night hosted monster movies, and quite successfully, too. (It helped that she was also hot. And did I mention she was hot?)
And then, when I was younger, there are those Halloweens where I dressed as a ghost with a skeleton mask and spooked the neighborhood. Ah, the good old days when all you had to do was dress up and knock on a door to get candy instead of putting on an entire production. And we didn’t just get candy. We got cookies, candy apples, popcorn balls, all kinds of home baked stuff and not just lame chocolate bars that taste like wax. And you kids get off my lawn!
Yup, I love me some October.