“Halloween Kills” is a Love Letter to the Franchise
SPOILER WARNING
After 43 years, 121 on-screen kills, billions of dollars in merch sales, and one very unfortunate movie starring Busta Rhymes, Michael Myers has come back bigger and badder than ever in Halloween Kills.
And oh, what a glorious comeback it is.
I’ve been a die-hard fan of the Halloween franchise since the mid-’80s when we watched it at Missy Knorr’s birthday sleepover after her parents went to sleep. I’ve seen every single movie since and loved them all — even Halloween Ressurection, which was just terrible but did have a few scary moments. So naturally, when horror gods Blumhouse Productions announced in 2017 that David Gordon Green and Danny McBride would be rebooting the Halloween series as a trilogy, I was extremely skeptical. I suspect that a lot of Halloween fans were. These were the Eastbound and Down guys. They’re comedy people. It would be like if Greg Daniels and Mike Shurr from The Office remade Rosemary’s Baby.
Actually, never mind. That would be hilarious and awesome.
I digress.
As it turns out, Green and McBride had a lot of support from John Carpenter, aka Mr. Halloween himself and horror goddess Jamie Lee Curtis. Also, Malek Akkad, son of original Halloween producer and champion Moustapha…
