The Thing, 1982

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I saw this in Dallas when it opened.  This movie started with a bang and never let up.  Panned at the time, I knew I had just seen greatness in story telling.
Time has proved me right.





The head crab from that fantastic movie, The Thing, John Carpenter's magnum opus.





Why are these crazy Norwegians chasing this dog with rifles and grenades?





He is just the friendliest dog, aren't you, snookums, yes you are!





What the Hell?





Use the technology, lose the biology, most ricky-tik!





If this had crashed anywhere else the age of Earth life would have been over.  Fast.




James Arness deals with a fool scientist who thinks he can reason with a completely different species, much like a mouse reasoning with a snake.  These same eggheads would have had us sharing atomic research with Russia!
The Thing From Another World, 1951.
This hyper original story was written by John W. Campbell, and he could have used it as a metaphor for the new religion he embraced so eagerly, Scientology.
The Carpenter movie is head and shoulders above the earlier one, much closer to "Who Goes There" than the Howard Hawks version.  Still, it is very much worth seeing.




Richard Masur and Kurt Russell notice something, well, gosh darn it,... different about the dogs tonight!
And, speaking of dogs, here is Jed, great dog actor-



Woof!

Here is a bit of Thing themed whimsy- 



Happy Halloween!





Cabin fever.  Fucking foreigners!




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