TJ Myers’s review published on Letterboxd:
SPOOKTOBER #7: THE FINALE
There’s something about the way Carpenter shoots the typically comfortable and still suburbia that manages to feel so unsafe and distressing. The mostly absent parents, the long shots of teenagers, bored and lonely, walking the empty streets waiting for anything to happen. There's an eeriness to how still and hollow it is. Then, when Michael does appear, those quiet, lingering shots become all the more threatening. The way he moves into some of the shots, seemingly out of nowhere, gave me some of the most effective scares of SPOOKTOBER. That blank, immobile mask catches the corner of your eye and stares back no matter how hard you try to ignore it.
I can say, with confidence now, that Michael Myers definitely lives up to the hype of his last name.