Toward the end of the '80s, special effects artists had literally become gods. They had instigated and then escorted in the genre revisionism of the era, while taking their physical art form as far as the pre-computer days would allow. Such names as Tom Savini, Rob Bottin, Chris Walas, and Kevin Yeager were all championed by a burgeoning collection of horror geeks giddy over their latex and Kayro skill set. By 1988, the late Stan Winston was also a member of this visionary Valhalla. His work on Terminator, Aliens, and Predator made him a creature-creating king. And as with many in his order, it was thought he could translate his talent into the field of directing. Pumpkinhead proved them right.
Ed Harley (Lance Henriksen) is a single father running a small grocery store along the outskirts of town. He loves his little boy Billy (Matthew Hurley) and dotes over him incessantly. When a group of teenagers wander into town, motorcycles in tow, Harley senses trouble. Sure enough, an accident involving his son turns fatal. Devastated, our parent turns to a hillbilly family for help. Seems they know the whereabouts of a legendary witch who can unleash a vengeful spirit known as Pumpkinhead. Knowing he will never rest until something is done, Harley makes the necessary blood sacrifice, and unleashes the deadly demon. Little does he know that while his boy will be avenged, his own soul is in mortal danger.
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