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Dear Mr. Zombie,

I recently had the opportunity to see your new Halloween movie. I would like to congratulate you on creating what might be the single most disturbing film I have ever witnessed. This is saying a lot, considering Pink Flamingos previously held that distinction.

This is not to say it was a bad movie. Not at all, in fact, since I assume that "disturbing" was exactly what you aimed for. It was actually a pretty good movie. It lost a little steam near the end, but that's neither here nor there. Where it excels as a movie and a character study, is strongly in the first half. This is also, by far, where it is most disturbing.

Portraying Michael Myers as a child mired in intolerable circumstances was an excellent choice.  I would have liked to see more of what was actually going on in his head, since it is a given that he was deeply disturbed and unable to react appropriately to the external pressures he faced.  Who among us hasn't wanted to take a tree branch to a bully, or slit the throat of our mother's abusive drunken crippled redneck boyfriend? But we are able to stare these impulses down, and continue forth until things inevitably get better or we simply give in and die.  But not Michael Myers... something about him internally left him unable to cope, so he lashed out.  That's what I'd like to know. Was it just a chemical imbalance, anger management issues stemming from his original father's death? Maybe it was the humiliation of his mother working as a stripper in the small town where they lived? I guess we'll never know.

The scenes building up to this moment, with Michael sitting on the curb (as happy children walk by) after trick or treating alone, abandoned by his sister so she can have sex with her boyfriend (and introducing the iconic mask during this scene), while at the same time, his mother is at work, swinging around a pole on stage, were very powerful. Your choice of music, "Love Hurts" by Nazareth was fantastic. I'll never hear that song the same way again.

By the time we meet Dr. Loomis, is it too late for young Michael? Is he, in fact, beyond redemption at all?  Does Dr. Loomis take him on solely for the opportunity to publish a study about him? Is Dr. Loomis, in fact, the real monster here? Does he not only fail to cure Michael, but perhaps perpetuate his condition, creating the monster he becomes, solely for personal gain?

The scene where Michael's mother returns home after witnessing the aftermath of his brutal murder of the nurse (as played by Sybil Danning, an EXCELLENT choice, btw) still resonates with me. Truly you are a brutally disturbed genius.

Speaking of brutal, the sheer ferocity with which Michael slays his victims in this film. Choosing to not only just stab and bludgeon them, but to sometime physically pick them up and repeatedly bash them into walls and furniture, effectively illustrated the mute rage Michael (and all of us have) felt. Bravo Mr. Zombie, bravo indeed.

I feel I must also commend your choice of Tyler Mane (aka Sabertooth) as the adult Michael Myers. His immense size could be indicative of a thyroid problem, an excellent gym at the sanitarium, or maybe it was just a metaphor for Michaels outwardly manifesting rage. Either way, it was most effective. I also noticed several parallels to the professional wrestlers Mankind and Kane (prior to unmasking, of course) with Michael's impressive mask collection in his room.  Also, I should mention that your soundtrack choices were brilliant, but it would have been great to hear "Welcome Home (Sanitarium)" at some point, when showing Smith's Grove for the first time.  Too cliched, perhaps?  It was nice hearing Halloween by the Misfits.

It was nice seeing Sid Haig continuing to find work in your movies. It's a shame Capt. Spaulding couldn't make an appearance, but I'm not sure how effective that imagery would be... although it would have been an interesting tie back to Michael's first mask, the clown.

Where I really got confused was how Michael was able to recognize his baby sister after over 15 years of separation, and how completely clueless she was after he showed her the picture of them together. This was not, as they say, rocket science. Her inability to make the connection, followed by her imminent betrayal of Michael was enough to send him into a final murderous rage. This rage, as opposed to any supernatural explanation, must also be why bullets seem unable to inflict any lasting damage to him. 

Having his sister commit the apparently final betrayal was a nice touch, proving of course that you really can't ever go home.  So at least it was wrapped up neatly.

All in all, a very effective movie, the problems with the final scenes notwithstanding.

I feel I should also mention, I had quite a bit of trouble going to sleep last night. I'm not sure there is a direct corellation to the movie, or simply the two buckets of popcorn I consumed. Either way, it was unpleasant. Probably not your fault.

Thank you,

Chris Williams Posted on Monday, September 10, 2007 2:40 PM General Interest , Reviews | Back to top

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