Every generation gets the Body Snatchers it deserves. In Don Siegels 1956 version, the pods embody both Red Menace hysteria and totalitarian threat; in Abel Ferraras lean, mean 1993 revision, the invaders are met by an already dehumanized military. The witty conceit of Philip Kaufmans 1978 version, set in Me Generation San Francisco, is that its tough to spot emotionless alien replicas in a populace already zonked on mellow New Age vibes and psychobabble. The Super Seventies quadrumverate of Donald Sutherland, Brooke Adams, Veronica Cartwright and an endearingly neurotic Jeff Goldblum fends off the evil advances of a perfectly cast Leonard Nimoy in Kaufmans eerie update, capped by that fabulous final screech. Better news still for horror nuts: The Belcourt devotes the entire month of weekend screenings to vintage 70s/early 80s shock. Coming soon: John Carpenters The Thing, David Cronenbergs brilliant The Brood, the directors cut of Alien and the immortal Scream Blacula Scream.
Sat., Oct. 3; Sun., Oct. 4; Mon., Oct. 5, 2009