A short poem.
The most ironic thing about Halloween influencing Friday the 13th is that Friday the 13th would go on to influence the later incarnations of Halloween.
Apparently, Oates based the character in the book, Quentin P., on Jefferey Dahmer — you know, the sexual psychopath that ate his “conquests.”
Moreover, they were bound to win favor with me with the homages to Halloween, the greatest horror movie of all time.
It’s a quintessential portrait of a 1970’s America trying to find its footing again, more unsure and uneasy than ever before after all that occurred in the previous decade; it’s a new decade ripe for the taking…from vampires.
Whelp, it’s the kind of love letter you’d expect of King: love hurts.
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