There are the expected October mainstays that have made and always seem to make the cut. That has been Silver Bullet (1985). I don't consider the film all that great, really, but it always appeals to me. Busey as boozing Uncle Red, little Haim as paralyzed Marty, Meagan Follows as annoyed big sister of Haim, Jane, Everett McGill (of Twin Peaks) as the Reverend Werewolf, and Terry O'Quinn as the unfortunate sheriff: cast is on the nose. Busey's amusing wisecracks, Haim's endearing soft hearted kid having to fend off the werewolf when he bottlerockets his eye, Follows looking for the human with a patch over one eye while requesting bottles and cans, Reverend Werewolf in his car trying to run down Marty in his motorized, souped-up Silver Bullet wheelchair, Marty staring at his buddy Brady before Sheriff Haller leaves the park with a bloody kite, and the nightmare of a church full of werewolves coming right at McGill; there are reasons this film doesn't fade into oblivion. Good ole nostalgia, too, serving as an attachment, allowing those of the film's time to return to it like an old friend. This film has its warts and blemishes, no doubt, but Silver Bullet still seems to be not too tough to take.
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