Halloween 2025: Day The Crow

The Crow (1994)

It’s The Crow.

Return to House on Haunted Hill

“I’m sorry Michelle, I wasn’t listening, I was looking at your breasts.”

The sister of the survivor of the 1999 remake is forced to visit the haunted psychiatric institute on the hill, which is the closest we get to someone returning. Making the source of evil an idol of Baphomet instead of the ghosts is silly, the contrivances to get this particular group of people there are strained, and nothing is scary. Worst of the three.

From Dusk till Dawn

“Are you such a fucking loser, you can’t tell when you’ve won?”

Quentin Tarantino wrote this movie, in which Quentin Tarantino is forced to suck a scantily clad Salma Hayek’s toes. Also, there are vampires.

It’s two movies pretty badly jammed together; it starts as a mediocre and boring Tarantino script with Edgy! racism and other bigotry as punchlines, and then we get to the bar and things get wild and actually entertaining. It’s still exploitative, but it moves along at a cracking pace and Harvey Keitel gets to do some acting and a guy plays a guitar made from a severed torso.