As long and dark though our economic tunnel California has been, Native Angelenos have clung to the hope that when there is winter, sooner or later spring must follow. And after that must come summer. And then eventually, fall. And with fall would come the seasonal push our economy can always count on: the bounty we reap each year from our region’s Halloween mazes.
We may no longer make anything in California, but we haven’t forgotten how to be scary. This after all is the state whose film executives green-lit most of the Saw films and The Hills Have Eyes reboot. Come each Halloween, when the world wants to be scared, and scared by professionals, it arrives on our doorstep, saying “Take us to your creepy mazes and we shall reward you with our lucher.”
But now, on top of everything we’ve been through, these hopes may be dashed as well.