Being a child in the days before cable television, the only access I had to see the movies that appealed to me was Halloween. Being around the age of 9 or 10 in the mid eighties, I couldn't just drive down to the local video store to rent my particular brand of entertainment, so as much as my parents wanted me to do the whole costume trick or treating ritual, I would respectfully decline as I much rather wanted to just plant my ass on the floor in front of the television because that was the only time of year they would actually play the movies on TV that I wanted to see. Candy was readily available the other 364 days of the year, Easter is full of candy, I could get it then. Every year my parents would try anything to persuade me to go out, door to door like all the other kids, buying me whatever costume was the most popular that year, offering up the pillow case up instead of the little orange kiddie bag with the pumpkin on it just so I could feel a little more "hip", they tried it all. But Halloween night was the one night of the year where it seemed that the TV was programmed just for me. I wasn't about to give that up for all of the Kit Kat bars and Tootsie Rolls in the world.