This film instills paranoia amongst those around you like no other imo. The deceptive trickery of the shot of McCready's hand in the blood test scene, just when you're distracted on it being Gary and you're used to the McCready hand shot after seeing it 5 or so times the fucking THING bursts out of petri dish! John Carpenters trademark in horror of an unknowable faceless evil is at it's best here, you have no idea how where The Thing…
