Everything old is old again in Halloween, a sequel to a movie made 40 years ago, that feels like it was made 39 years ago, so devoid is it of even a shred of originality.
Contrived death sequences? Check!
Closet fake-out sequence? Check!
Ankle grab and struggle beat? Check?
Characters making moronic decisions that put them in harm’s way? CHECK!
And so much more!
There is one extended sequence in which Jamie Lee Curtis’s Laurie Strode character searches the house with nothing but a flashlight illuminating its dark recesses. At one point, Ivon leaned over and whispered: “Turning on the lights wouldn’t be a bad idea.” True, but then where would be the fun in that?
It’s like wondering why, after 40 years, would authorities choose to transfer a serial killing mental patient on the anniversary of his killing spree? I mean, they couldn’t have waited until the day AFTER Halloween?
I guess ours is not to question why but to mentally note the innumerable horror movie cliches that pepper this half-ass effort.
It’s downright astounding to think that Scream did such a brilliant job of subverting the genre back in 1996 and now, twenty-two years later, we get THIS.
Favorite line: “I’m a doctor! Get back in your homes!”
Oh, a doctor you say? Alrighty then.