Suspense isn’t expensive. A karate fight in a burning room is expensive. Michael Myers is subtlety and suspense.
I first saw John Carpenter’s masterful HALLOWEEN around age six or seven. (Explains a lot, if you know me personally.) It instantly impressed itself upon my psyche as the greatest Horror movie ever filmed, and the intervening years have, rather than diminished its claim to such a prominent position, instead reinforced it. HALLOWEEN remains the pinnacle of the genre, the high-water mark, the cream floating atop the milk. That’s why it has been so painful for me to see the franchise treated so poorly, with each succeeding installment in the series of lesser quality than its predecessors. I loved Carpenter’s HALLOWEEN 2, but it wasn’t quite up to the standard of the original. HALLOWEEN 3 was somebody’s acid trip; I don’t even count it as a sequel. Then came 4, which was just bad, and 5, which was worse. Part 6 was a trainwreck.
Rob Zombie’s prequel/revamp was pretty good—at least the parts that were original to Zombie. The parts that were retreads of the original film were lackluster and lifeless. Zombie-ween’s sequel kept the pattern going, proving inferior to ITS predecessor. Will this new film, supposedly taking the series back to its roots, infuse it with some much needed new blood? It sounds promising. But I won’t get my hopes up.