In 2018’s sequel-reboot to the 1978 horror classic Halloween, two true-crime podcasters and a psychiatrist unwittingly unleash the monster inside mental patient Michael Myers.
Meanwhile, Laurie Strode (Jamie Lee Curtis), scarred by the events of the original, is living a sad, lonely life on the outskirts of Haddonfield, Illinois.
After a transport bus carrying Myers crashes, the deranged, mountainous serial killer goes on to make a bloody, horrifying mess around town.
The Halloween franchise includes one ground-breaking masterpiece and a collection of bland sequels/reboots/remakes.
Sadly, this latest instalment – directed by David Gordon Green and co-written by comedy star Danny McBride – is more forgettable than it is interesting or even entertaining.
Curtis is the movie’s greatest weapon, with the original scream queen delivering charm and charisma in spades.
Although reminiscent of Sarah Connor (Linda Hamilton) in Terminator 2: Judgement Day, this angrier Laurie Strode is a delight to watch.
Resembling an assault victim/perpetrator dynamic, Strode and Myers’ connection is explored with great depth.
The movie also makes a point of giving Strode’s grown-up daughter, Karen (Judy Greer), a rich backstory.
Many of the supporting characters, however, are stupid, unnecessary, or both.
Prior to Strode and Myers’ final confrontation, the movie takes many baffling twists and turns.
Worse still, it awkwardly lurches between gruesome murders and out-of-place moments of comedy.
Halloween is a mindless, mildly-diverting slasher-horror flick perfect for a late-night viewing.
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