First and foremost, I am not precious to our horror hallmarks being retreaded and remade; especially when it’s handled with both reverence and a degree of necessity (ie not just a shot/for/shot beat/for/best slavish cash grab). Zombie’s HALLOWEEN comes from that place, it is- for the most part & studio interference aside- his vision of Michael.
The opening 38 minutes is what’s really of applaud here; functioning as almost a high budget fan film. What happened before Michael donned the mask? That said, it’s neither the first nor best serial killer biopic to show how a broken home unhinges someone; and especially in 2018 when several far better films of this ilk come to mind (FOUND, THE LOST, MY FRIEND DAHMER, THE BOY).
A preface too: I’m a huge fan of Zombie’s aesthetic in all its grime. But here, robbed of his weirdness and that charm that brings, HALLOWEEN can at times feel like a nihilistic slog.