Jackie Earle Haley, Part Deux

  I know I've blogged about this before, but I've got more. I know, fun, right? 
  Anyway, I got a Google Alert--nice plug right there, right? Or is that a sponsor shout-out? And do I give a crap?--about Human Target, and it redirected me to an article about Jackie Earle Haley's possible new gig (since, you know, Human Target...Oh, the pain...), and I found out who's going to be directing it...TIM FREAKING BURTON! Because that man's a big happy ball of sunshine, I had to do some digging.
  It's a movie version of the old soap opera called Dark Shadows. Which involves a vampire. And that's all you need to know before you understand why these two are working together. Hey, with their resumés, you know it had to happen eventually, right? Or is that just a geek dream? 
  Anyway, Jackie, if it's true, won't be playing the vampire (sorry to all you people out there who...actually, I don't think I'm even going to bother to go there), but the guy who unleahes the vampire, Richard Loomis (that's they guy's name, not the vampire, and coincidentally enough, he played a man named Adore Loomis--same last name, any relation?--in 1975's The Day of the Locust). And that's possibly even creepier. 
  And that got me thinking. What other creepy stuff has Jackie Earle Haley been involved in, besides the shiitake that I know about? So I did some more digging--yes, with a shovel, in a graveyard, in the middle of the night, wearing tattered overall, and eyepatch, and a peg leg, with a hook thrown in for good measure. No, not really. Sickos. Maybe JEH isn't the only creep around here, is he? 
  But he comes pretty darn close. 
  He was in the aforementioned movie The Day of the Locust. Something tells me it wasn't a nature film.
  (Actually, as a note, it's "A cynical and gothic look at Hollywood during the late 1930s" and "tells the tales of residents of the dilapidated San Bernardino Arms", as well as containing "unusual and bizarrely disturbing images," according to Wikipedia, my friend. Sounds fun!)
  He was in the film Damnation Alley, which, surprisingly, wasn't a priest-gone-bad movie. It's a nukes-gone-bad movie, in which some army dudes, after the earth was knocked off its axis by the nuclear war or something, go on a long, strange trip, during which they "pick up two survivors, fight a band of crazed, savage shotgun-toting mountain men who have been reduced to barbaric cruelty, and encounter voracious, mutated 'flesh stripping Madagascar  hissing cockroaches' before reaching their destination." (Wiki)
  God. Could this list be any more cheery? 
  Nemesis, a futuristic creepy movie. And the man's name was Einstein. What else do you want from me, people? All right, fine. How about...
  Maniac Cop III: Badge of Silence, which I already wrote about extensively. Check out "It's All in the Name" if you missed that.
  All the King's Men which, I admit, is a politician movie, and while some politicians can be darn creepy, that's not why I'm writing this. I'm writing this because the man's name was SUGAR BOY. Sugar freaking Boy. And if that doesn't make you stop and go "hmm" (besides there being something seriously wrong with you), there's...
  The Bad News Bears, The Bad News Bears in Breaking Training, and The Bad News Bears Go to Japan! Ahh! The horror! Make it stop! Turn the creepy down, man! I just crapped myself from the sheer terror that made me experience! 
  Now, where are my fangs, again?