It’s no surprise—I love Halloween. I have fond memories of homemade costumes, bags stuffed with candies, crazy parties in college (and a few years after), plus strange struggles to come up with costumes that were fun and still comfortable on the dance floor, as Tango Halloweens have been my norm in recent years.
Halloween entertainment—books, movies, TV shows and plays—have always been a part of my celebrations, and are becoming more important. I look forward to watching awful, old Frankenstein, Dracula & werewolf movies on TV; to the Simpson’s annual animated gore & giggle fest; to the endless Halloween-themed baking competition shows; new horror movie releases; seasonal off-Broadway plays/revivals; and to discovering new Halloween-ish books.
This year I stumbled upon, “The Witch: And Other Tales Re-Told” by Jean Thompson. It’s a collection of modern “fairy tales.” Her version of Hansel & Gretel was about two kids placed in temporary foster care with manipulative fill-in parent, and her Bluebeard is a much-married, successful, older man with a few secrets. I recommend it to anyone seeking a low gore/low violence/zero calorie, Halloween treat.
Last year at this time I read Agatha Christie’s “Hallowe’en Party.” It’s one of the later Hercule Poirot novels and, although it’s not representative of Christie at her best, it’s fun—like seasonal candy.
My neighborhood will be crazy on Monday, October 31. The annual Greenwich Village Halloween parade does not pass directly by my apartment, but the parade route cuts a huge, and colorful, swath through the area and revelers spill out onto all the side streets, creating a wild & wicked carnival atmosphere.
This weekend, I’ll nail down my costume and decide where I’m going to celebrate.