Note: The following contains spoilers.
Early on in The Cabin in the Woods, our group of college kids visits an old gas station and gets warned about their doom from the station owner. The crotchety old fella is a cliché in every sense of the word, but while watching the scene I couldn’t help but fall in love with the guy, and I thought to myself, “Damn, I hope this guy isn’t part of the whole ‘make-a-horror-movie’ ritual that Richard Jenkins has going on.” But then lo and behold the crotchety old fella gives Richard Jenkins’ co-worker a call to let him know the game is afoot. I was so sad at first, thinking the guy was just hamming it up to play his part well, but as he talks it’s clear that he believes all the hoo haa he’s saying deep within him, and it’s not just an act for a job. This guy is an American hero and should be remembered every Halloween. Five stars.