Halloween’s infamous killer returns

Natalie Becker, R3 Op-Ed Editor

Quickly recognized as one of the greatest horror films of the 20th century, John Carpenter’s Halloween, released in 1978, first introduced the fearsome Michael Myers to movie audiences everywhere. The next 31 years consisted of remake after remake, and the original plot faced tweaking here and there. Forty years later, David Gordon Green picks up right where Carpenter left off, with 2018’s Halloween.

A scar-ridden mask and a sharp kitchen knife are all Michael Myers needs to set out into the streets and terrorize the quiet Midwestern town of Haddonfield, Illinois. It’s been 40 years since Michael was locked away in Smith’s Grove Sanitarium, a mental health facility that has kept him in fairly good condition considering he’s 61 now. And just as Halloween night couldn’t get any spookier, Michael returns to Haddonfield, hungry for blood and ready to raise hell.

Carpenter’s Halloween  took Michael to this institution before he could get his hands on his final victim: Laurie Strode (played by Jamie Lee Curtis). The former teenage babysitter, Laurie, was able to escape the dreadful stalk and slash of Michael four decades ago, but her life has revolved around Michael ever since. Now, Laurie lives in a secluded and heavily fortifed house, waiting and preparing herself for the day that Michael (James Jude Courtney, with a cameo by the original actor, Nick Cameo) returns.

Laurie’s obsession with her would-be killer is really the only scary thing that makes Green’s Halloween worth seeing. Every move Michael makes is almost entirely predictable to movie-goers, from who he is going to kill to the gruesome fate his victims will suffer. Green’s rendition is far less scary than the original and fails to portray Michael Myers as both the psychopathic man and supernatural myth Carpenter originally intended for him to be.

So while you might not want to waste $13 on a ticket for this movie, the signature jump scares that result in the harmonic chorus of screams from the audience are sure to send your amygdala into a fight or flight response. The final scene will leave viewers walking out of the theater with the same question: “Is Michael Myers dead?” It’s up to you if you want to spend 104 minutes sitting through countless merciless deaths, an all too predictable plot, and merely a few scary moments here and there. At the end of the night, it’s your pocket money.