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    Dustin McNeill
    “The audience loves that someone is standing up to Michael Myers. First off, they care so much about Busta’s character. They’re rooting for him. But when he brings back the kung fu that we saw him watching earlier, that seems to be a great payoff for the audience. They really like that.”
    Dustin McNeill, Taking Shape: Developing Halloween From Script to Scream

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    Herman Melville
    “As they narrated to each other their unholy adventures, their tales of terror told in words of mirth; as their uncivilized laughter forked upwards out of them, like the flames from the furnace; as to and fro, in their front, the harpooneers wildly gesticulated with their huge pronged forks and dippers; as the wind howled on, and the sea leaped, and the ship groaned and dived, and yet steadfastly shot her red hell further and further into the blackness of the sea and the night, and scornfully champed the white bone in her mouth, and viciously spat round her on all sides; then the rushing Pequod, freighted with savages, and laden with fire, and burning a corpse, and plunging into that blackness of darkness, seemed the material counterpart of her monomaniac commander's soul.”
    Herman Melville

  • #3
    Paul Tremblay
    “I know that you were pulled out of school and that your parents hired a private tutor.” “Yeah, Stephen Graham Jones. Funny that I remember his full name like that, but that’s how he was introduced to me. He wouldn’t let me call him mister like my regular teachers, and I liked saying his whole name out loud, whenever I could. It became a little OCD tic of mine. I’d say, ‘Good-bye, Stephen Graham Jones,’ or, ‘I don’t know what an obtuse triangle is, Stephen Graham Jones.”
    Paul Tremblay, A Head Full of Ghosts

  • #4
    “He was staring hypnotically into the lens. He appeared to be absorbed in a kind of onanistic communion with the crystal eye of the camera. It was eerie. Almost as if he saw, or believed he could see, the good people of Haddonfield growing drowsy in their darkened living rooms, hanging on his every word in an unholy electronic seance.”
    Jack Martin, HALLOWEEN II



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