The Fog scared the hell out of me, but only in ten to twenty-minute stretches. The pace is a bit slow and a higher body count would have done it a world of good, but this is certainly one of John Carpenter s better films. The few onscreen kills are suitably juicy, but prepare for stretches of dialogue that s not quite bad enough to be entertaining and not quite good enough remove The Fog from the annals of b-cinema. Ghosts don't like glass, phone lines, and electrical devices. It takes a special kind of idiot to open the door for a shadowy figure with a hook.
Priests are masters of stealth.
Wood is susceptible to spontaneous combustion. Shorting phone lines sound like battling elephant seals. The town sheriff will walk at a leisurely pace to answer an emergency call. Getting a rusty meat hook through your shoulder hurts. 12 mins-Credits still rolling.