Give Me The Creeps: The Opening Scene From ‘Children Of The Corn’ (1984)

Growing up living next to a cornfield, there were always certain things that worried me.  What if the scarecrows came to life and attacked my house in the middle of the night?  Or what if I was running through the cornfield chasing after a baseball and one of the cornstalk leaves accidentally slit my throat? Better still – what if a group of kids in town decided to murder all of the adults to ensure a successful corn harvest and sacrifice someone in the cornfield to appease a God called ‘He Who Walks Behind The Rows‘?  That last one sounds like something from a movie.  Oh – it is from a movie!  Duh.

When the movie adaptation of Stephen King’s short story for Children Of The Corn came out in 1984, I remember watching it on cable around that same time as a young boy.  I had just started getting into horror movies, so I was adventurous and hadn’t really been affected by anything except maybe the truck explosion scene in George Romero’s Night Of The Living Dead.  But dammit if that opening scene to Children Of The Corn still doesn’t fuck me up:

Three things come to mind when I watch that clip:

–  The coffee in Gatlin, Nebraska is pretty terrible.  

–  Milkshake whipped cream mustaches are funny even during mass murders.

–  If you need to test the effectiveness of your meat slicer, put someone’s hand in it. 

Now unfortunately, the rest of the movie didn’t live up to the hype of the opening scene.  Sure, we get a pretty good bad guy in Isaac and get a classic line from his right hand man Malachai (“Outlander!!!!!  We have your woman!”) – but overall everything was downhill after the intro for the most part.  But what an intro it was, and it’s quite the high honor that it kind of still gives me the creeps.  So to recap, Children Of The Corn opening scene = good.  The rest of Children Of The Corn = not so good.  Now let’s see a pic of Malachai’s luscious red hair to round this sucker out.

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Sunday Bloody Sunday: ‘Steamroller Death’ From ‘Maximum Overdrive’ (1986)

There is a problem that is plaguing the world that no one seems to want to talk about.  And that problem is:  Steamrollers.  Not just any kind of steamroller though, because that would be boring.  I’m talking about the kind of steamrollers that are able to operate on their own and hunt down small kids who play Little League baseball and then run them over.

On this week’s Sunday Bloody Sunday, I’m taking a trip to Stephen King’s first and only time in the director’s chair.  It’s all about Maximum Overdrive and even though Mr. King should definitely stick to writing and leave the directing to someone else, he sure knows how to film a kid getting squashed by a maniacal steamroller.  Feast your eyes below and pour some liquor out for that little guy while you’re at it.