He Knows You’re Alone is a moderately effective slasher that has grown on me as I’ve gotten older. Seemingly hampered by a goofy romantic subplot necessitated by the killer’s fixation on killing brides-to-be, to be fair, this thread is salvaged because stars Scardino and O’Heaney honestly sparked the old chemistry set with ease. Still, I think we should all be thankful most police investigators in real life don’t mimic their brethren in these things. *sheesh* Also of note, even though the movie trumpets itself as being the first onscreen appearance of Tom Hanks, he’s in it for like 10 seconds; and honestly, the filmmakers probably would’ve been better served, notoriety wise, if they had actually been the film where Hanks was hacked to pieces with his head in the fish tank, too. Thus and so, I recommend the movie immensely as long as you all promise to stop the film with about 30 seconds to go and dump the stoopid twist for the sake of stoopid twist only ending.
He Knows You’re Alone (1980) Metro-Goldwyn-Mayer (MGM) / EP: Joseph Beruh, Edgar Lansbury / P: George Manasse, Robert Di Milia, Nan Pearlman / D: Armand Mastroianni / W: Scott Parker / C: Gerald Feil / E: George T. Norris / M: Alexander Peskanov, Mark Peskanov / S: Caitlin O’Heaney, Don Scardino, Elizabeth Kemp, Tom Rolfing, Lewis Arlt, Patsy Pease, Paul Gleason, Tom Hanks
Scenes from the Morgue 
