Halloween might be my favorite time of year—considering I have a pumpkin patch whose single purpose is to supply me with ample jack-o-lanterns, it’s pretty much a given. Halloween has always been the time of the year when fears come alive and are celebrated. While many find their fears in goblins, skeletons and zombies, mine are a bit different.
True terror for me on Halloween involves glitter, chevron-painted pumpkins and smiling witches and vampires. When did Halloween become cute—did I miss the memo? I’m not looking for gore; in fact, since they’ve finally stopped making the Saw franchise I think its fair to say we’re all over torture-porn. But what about the creepy Halloween I remember as a kid?
I miss the eerie feeling of a dimly lit street in the full moon, the fear of cobwebs wrapping around your face in the dark, and that ominous cackle that was often heard behind closed doors as you left with a pay dirt load of candy. Halloween used to be fun; it used to be creepy; and, it used to be cool.
So how did we get here? Why is it Halloween is now purple glittery cauldrons, pumpkin spice candy corn, smiling skeletons and enough adorable Halloween front porches on Instagram to take down a data center?
We have created this new style, in my opinion, as a backlash to the realism of physical horror.
Read more of this opinion at Make Halloween Great Again.