The Thing is perhaps John Carpenter's finest work. Coming from a man that has The Fog and Halloween under his belt already, this is quite an achievment. This movie is so damn good that I didn't notice until hours after finishing it that there was not a single female in the entire film. If you can make a movie without tits this good, you're one hell of a director. Kurt Russel's seemingly infinite stock of badassness is not in short supply here, as an antarctic mission goes awry when a mysterious being is unearthed from the ice, able to take over your body and only reveal itself when necessary. Needless to say, the revealing process is a gore masterpiece, and yet another testament to John Carpenter's directing prowess. Throughout the process of weeding out who may be infected, many men must be burned to death, as this is the only way to destroy the beast that lurks within. The suspense is built perfectly within each scene, and builds an atmosphere that makes even pausing the movie at any point near impossible. The end leaves many questions to be answered, as any suspenseful movie should. To say this movie is perfect would not be far off. If Rob Zombie tries to remake this one, all the writers of this blog will form a lynch mob.
10/10
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