Halloween movies reviewed by Joe Bob Briggs
(From Joe Bob's Ultimate B Movie Guide)
Halloween III, Season of the Witch (1983)
Catastrophic non-sequel with no Donald Pleasence, no Jamie Lee Curtis, no Haddonfield, Illinois, and no slasher. Producer Moustapha Akkad was trying to save the franchise after the B-movie retirement of Curtis, but this lame "Invasion of the Body Snatchers" rip-off just annoyed the faithful. Dan O'Herlihy is an evil small-town businessman who owns a Halloween mask factory run by motorized bionic dead people. He's rigging all his masks with detonators, so that every kid in America will get his head squished into Jello* on Halloween night when O'Herlihy uses a TV signal to laser their eyes out of their sockets. On the "test subject," a child gets the eye- removal treatment, and then bugs crawl out of his mouth and rattlesnakes start crawling out of the insides of his body and eating his parents.
The gore quotient is moderated by the fact that all the victims, though they appear to be human, are mere robots,
but we still have a power drill through the ear,
fingers through the eyeballs,
drunk who gets his head ripped off,
fat woman lasered to death,
big mass-death scene for the zombies,
and brief nudity by the foxy Stacey Nelkin in the female lead.
Twenty-four dead bodies.
Halloween 4: The Return of Michael Myers (1988)
Michael Myers is back, and so is Donald Pleasence, the psychiatrist who's been so beat up by Michael Myers that his face looks like something the dog coughed up on the floor. The producers wised up after the disaster of "Halloween III" and went back to the original plot, in which Loomis finds out that some Rhodes Scholar doctor at the Federal Nuthouse checked out Michael Myers for a transfer to a state hospital, and pretty soon we got cops swarming around an ambulance upside down in a creek with something that looks like ravioli inside. "We are talking about ee-vil on two legs!" thunders Pleasence. The only problayma: who is left for Michael to kill? Apparently the last survivor in the whole dang family is Jamie Lee Curtis's seven-year-old niece, and her name is . . . Jamie. So Michael hauls it over to Haddonfield, the John Carpenter creepy-crawly synthesizer theme starts up, and before you know it we need a few more acres in the Haddonfield Cemetery.
Eighteen dead bodies.
One dead doggie.
One motor vehicle chase.
Exploding gas station.
Pickup-and-shotgun vigilante brigade.
Thumb through the forehead.
Reddy Kilowatt Fu.
With Carmen Filpi as the weirdbeard pickup-driving whiskey-drinking evangelist,
Kathleen Kinmont as the sheriff's daughter with the two enormous talents,
Gene Ross as the bartender who forms a shotgun-toting lynch mob,
George Sullivan as Deputy Logan,
Beau Starr as Sheriff Meeker,
Danielle Harris as the niece,
Ellie Cornell as the nice girl babysitter,
and George P. Wilbur as Michael Myers. .
Halloween 5 (1989)
Speaking of people that look like they've been rammed through the eyeball with a meat cleaver, our most sensitive maniac mass murderer, Michael Myers, is back for the fifth time in "Halloween 5," which is notable for being the one where Donald Pleasence TOTALLY LOSES CONTROL and decides that maybe Michael will never be cured of his desire to slaughter
nine-year-old girls with farm implements. Donald is great in this one. Half his
face is still horribly scarred from Halloween 4, and he's rampaging through
the children's health clinic, grabbing little Jamie by the nape of the neck,
saying "You MUST help me! Your tears will do you no good! He MUST be stopped!"
There's one scene where you expect Donald to drop-kick the nine-year-old girl
into the next county just because she doesn't express the proper enthusiasm for
killing and mutilating Michael Myers.
Your tears will do you no good! He MUST be stopped
All the other actors in Five are
eminently killable. They've got that California Yupster aren't-we-all-cute jive,
and they all have terminal bubblyness. My only regret is that Michael never gets
a chance to scissor off a few more body parts--he's too busy searching for
little Jamie, the gal they picked up in "Halloween 4" to be the "niece" of Jamie
Lee Curtis. The ORIGINAL Jamie survived both One and Two, then didn't show up
Five will also be remembered for a few
1) The "bad kids" have safe sex! They
still get killed by the maniac while they're having sex, but at least they don't
get AIDS right before they die, and, more important, they don't kill any
2) The kid who buys all the beer without
an I.D. is the first kid to go. This shows you what happens when you don't obey
our new juvenile drinking laws. A pasty-face zombie comes to your house and rams
a cleaver through your clavicle.
3) Michael Myers takes off his mask and
sheds a tear. Then he remembers those box-office figures on "Halloween 3" and
decides to start slashing again.
4) A new maniac, some guy in steel-tipped
cowboy boots, comes to Haddonfield and springs Michael out of prison. This guy's obviously the star of "Halloween 6."
I swear I didn't do it.
Twenty-one dead bodies.
Gratuitous mutilation of
a convertible with a fresh wax job.
Packing-crate spike Fu.
Drive-In Academy Award nominations for Danielle
Harris, as Jamie, for having great epileptic fits when Michael Myers bombards her brain with "rage waves";
Ellie Cornell, as Rachel, for threatening to fall
out of her dress in every scene;
Wendy Kaplan, as Tina, for throwing herself on
Michael Myers and not living to tell about it;
and, of course, Donald Pleasence, as the crazy Dr. Loomis, for saying "I prayed that he would burn in hell, but in my heart I knew that hell would not have him" and
"Michael, it will destroy you,
too, one day, this rage that drives you. You have to fight it in the place where
it's strongest. Michael, go home. Go home."
Four stars. Still the best series. Joe Bob says check it out.
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