My friends and I had an unhealthy and embarrassing relationship with this movie. This included using food coloring instead of real blood to do the I drink to my sisters ritual, and a butter knife to do the knife against the throat thing. Yeah those were the days. The first time I saw this movie I was so scared of Nancy that I couldn't sleep. That image of her pointy witch boots floating across the floor? Egads! Do you know what that does to a 5th grader?!
I've watched this movie millions of times and I still cannot figure out exactly why that scene scares me the way it does. Fuck those boots man. I think it's the pointy-ness. And I don't like when people float. Plus Nancy is too pale and scary. Whatever the reason, whenever I watch that scene my heart beats a little too fast for comfort, and those spiders in the end scene don't help anything. I still have those nights when I get scared about something, close my eyes and see those fucking boots!
Despite all the traumatic nightmares I had, this movie will always be one of my favorites. I still think it's highly entertaining and I get a real kick out of seeing Christine Taylor all bald and Benjamin Button looking. Plus this movie kick started my passion for Portishead! Hallelujah.
The Witches was on on Halloween so guess what I was watching!? Let's get out the obvious- this movie is pretty terrifying on it's own. When Angelica Houston takes off her mask it makes me almost instantly vomit. All the witches and their disgusting baldness, no toes, scabby heads, long fingernails are just bleck. But what made this truly terrifying for me was always the stories and the idea of witches trying to abolish children.
The first story in the movie about how the grandmother's friend disappeared one day and turned up in a painting the next...? Ahhh. People in paintings always scared me because of this damn movie. Also one time I almost got run over by an old lady in the parking lot of CVS and to really freak me out, my sister told she had purple eyes! I really thought I was a goner. The Witches certainly did nothing to save the image of creepy old ladies. I will continue to never trust them, thank you. This movie also had Mr. Bean though so that helps things. But man, those frickin little girls trapped in the paintings? And they even kind of talk? No thanks.