Jeepers Creepers

Jeepers Creepers

By Tom Nix

For any of you who used to read my online blog almost ten years ago, you may remember an entry about how Jeepers Creepers turned me into a “whiny pussy.” Let me take you through the steps to my destruction

“Wow, cute girl and future-Mac Justin Long, it’s a good thing you survived that encounter with a dude that throws dead people down a pipe, Now turn around and WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU MEAN YOU WANT TO GO DOWN THE PIPE!?!?!”

It was one of the first experiences I’ve had in a movie where the main character made a conscious, earnest, earth-shatteringly stupid decision. And I was stuck with him. Climbing over dead bodies in sacks. Asshole.

Added bonus: The idea of a creature that comes to earth every 23 years to wreak all sorts of panic among fleshbags is a great one, and one I wish would have been followed through to its original pitch (The James Bond of Horror. A different day, A different monster unleashed after 23 years. An on-location nightmare generator. Regardless, we still got The Creeper, a vulture-looking monster that stays alive by integrating the parts of you that its missing. By devouring them. It’s one of the only original horror creations of this generation that was actually a) scary and b) worth a shit. The Tooth Fairy? Jigsaw? Puh. Leave it to Victor Salva to show you something truly scary (that was a fat pedophile joke).

Please take the time to revisit the flick. It’s much better than its reputation, plus it features a winged demon buying a vanity licence plate. Let alone one that quotes cannibal Patrick McGoohan.

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