I want to instill in my daughter the same reverence for the holiday that I've felt for decades. But how do you make a 5-year-old appreciate Michael Myers, Freddy Krueger, Jason Voorhees and all of the other homicidal maniacs of filmdom without scarring her for life?
Give her the toys without the context.
Behold, the horror fan's answer to the Barbie Dream House ... The Halloween Nightmare House!
I bought a beat-up Fisher-Price "Loving Family" (Ha!) abode for $7 at a thrift store.
It was the typical pastel-colored bullshit that they market to little girls. However, with a little bleach and some black spray paint it became frighteningly awesome!
Of course, you can't have a house without occupants, so I bought a bunch of Funko's ReAction Figures, which emulate old school Star Wars toys in look and articulation. We've got Freddy, Jason, Michael Myers, Alien, Pinhead, Frankenstein & His Bride, Dracula, The Wolfman, The Mummy, The Creature from the Black Lagoon, Jack Skellington and Sam from Trick 'r Treat!
|Camp Crystal Lake representin', yo!|
|Welcome to prime time, bitch!|
|I'm a prick.|
|Trick 'r Treat|
|He's fucking drunk ... again! Sigh.|
|Jack resting in between Halloween and Christmas|
|Um, a little privacy please.|
|It's only a game, isn't it?|
|My Zombie Lounge in miniature.|
|Ghoulies! (and reading material)|
|There is no Dana, only Zuul!|
|Monster Cereals and Audrey II. Feed me!|
|Vigo the Carpathian|
|Stay Puft Marshmallow Man|
|Drawing by Damien|
|Handbook for the Recently Diseased .. Deceased.|
|Drink this, Michael. Be one of us.|
|And she can store all of her creepy toys in this vintage McBoo pail!|
Happy Halloween, baby girl!