The Hocus Pocus 25th Anniversary Halloween Bash

Dust Off Your Spellbooks! (And Maybe Your Expectations?)

Okay, folks, let's talk about the Hocus Pocus 25th Anniversary Halloween Bash! It sounds epic. Twenty-five years of witches, black cats, and trying not to accidentally resurrect our enemies. I’m ready!

But, whisper it quietly, am I the only one who thinks maybe, maybe…it might be a teensy bit…overhyped?

Don't Get Your Knickers in a Twist!

Before you come at me with your pitchforks (or, you know, your vacuum cleaners), hear me out. I love Hocus Pocus. It's a classic. It's the reason I still side-eye black cats and hoard candy corn every October.

My unpopular opinion: the magic might be best left on the screen. Can a party *really* capture the chaotic, kid-friendly spookiness of the movie? I'm skeptical.

What's the Worst That Could Happen? (Famous Last Words)

The official bash sounds great. Costume contests? Check. Photo ops? Check. The potential to accidentally summon a demon while trying to take a selfie? Also, probably check.

I'm bracing myself for lines longer than the Sanderson sisters' hair. And for the inevitable hordes of people dressed as Winifred. Don’t get me wrong, I love Winifred Sanderson. But there are other characters, you know?

I secretly hope there's a Thackery Binx look-alike contest. Extra points for commitment to the cat form. And someone better bring a Dani Dennison impression that melts my cold, Halloween-loving heart.

Is It Worth Selling Your Soul (or a Kidney) For?

Ticket prices are…intense. Let’s just say I'm considering selling a kidney to attend. Okay, not really. But maybe some old Halloween decorations I’ve been hoarding.

For that kind of money, I expect the Sanderson sisters themselves to personally serenade me with "I Put a Spell on You." And maybe do my taxes.

The Real Magic Is...

Look, I'm probably just being a grumpy old ghoul. I'm sure the Hocus Pocus 25th Anniversary Halloween Bash will be a blast for many. Especially if you love crowds and standing in lines.

Maybe the real magic of Hocus Pocus isn't in the official events. Maybe it's in watching the movie with friends, carving pumpkins, and eating too much candy. While secretly hoping a talking cat shows up.

Ultimately, I'll probably end up watching the movie at home. Curled up on my couch, with a bag of candy corn, judging everyone's costumes on Instagram. Don't judge me! I'm embracing the spooky spirit...from a safe distance.

And if you *do* go to the bash? Send pictures! Tell me all about it! And please, for the love of Mary Sanderson, don't let them put a spell on you.

Happy Halloween, everyone! May your candy be plentiful, and your Sanderson sister impersonations be gloriously bad.

Don't forget to yell "Book!" really loudly at least once. Just for me.