H2 OH MY GOD
Not so long ago a new director burst onto our screens with one of the most violent and freaky horror films ever created. Rob Zombie wowed audiences with House of 1000 Corpses and went on to create one of my personal favourites Devils Rejects. His style and capabilities have honoured him with a cult following of horror fans that worship his every move. When it was announced he was the director to take on Halloween his followers rejoiced, even reviewers praised the choice, movie goers were not disappointed. The first Halloween remake (yes I’m aware that is sort of an oxymoron) was breathtaking, the characterisation, the script, the style everything was perfect, audiences walked out with a whole new side of the rather blood hunting zombie creature that is Michael Myers.
With the announcement of part 2 we were excited, we blogged about our ideas, our joy at Robs continuing success, his career growing, then the movie came out and I began to hear rumours, “utter crapfest” one of the viners told me (emperor Gonzo) “total sh!t” a friend muttered, but I ignored them all trusting that Rob would come through, made plans with Arrow and his friend and we were off. Popcorn ready, coke poured, minds primed for a good amount of STABBY STAB STAB the trailers began and we eagerly watched new films to come (Fourth kind looks a winner) and finally the movie began.
This was the beginning of my disillusionment with Rob, I should be used to it by now, how many of my favourites have let me down, PJ with LOTR, Rodriguez with Once upon a time in Mexico, Tarantino with Inglorious Basterds, they had all done it, let the fandom go to their head and arouse that cocky stature that makes them think they sh!t gold. Sadly I wept for this has occurred with Rob Halloween 2 was not terrible, it was simply nothing, it was average, been done before. I stopped trying to count how many other horrors he had ripped off, I stopped counting how many characters I had seen before in DR and H100 same old same old, Laurie was lovely but again same old, can we not push past the cool Goth punk chick and maybe do something different Rob?
Sad thing is I probably could have enjoyed this film, the added bonus of my beloved Malcolm McDowell, whose storyline provided the social commentary of how we places killers in Hollywood celebrity status and revere them. With this and some great acting from our own Deadwood Doctor and supporting cast I could enjoy the film, brush off the inconsistencies and carry on, if it wasn’t for the utter WTFness of his mum being in it. It made no sense, there was no reason for it, it provided no real development into Michael’s character as we know from the first movie that his mum was a hug influence, it was simply another Burton/Carter moment. Rob wanted his wife in the film so instead of trying to make it kosher he went into a bizarre and idiotic world that made little sense to the story.
So sadly I walked out with a dead soul dripping with the pain of yet another favourite shattering my illusions of his style and taste. I would not recommend seeing this film I would recommend saving the money and getting it on DVD so you can pause and yell at the screen, much as my irritated fiancée wanted to do during the film. Was this simply another case of allowing the director too much freedom? should he not have produced, directed and written the film? did we need someone to come in and go.. dude...wth is up with all this cut it cut it now! whatever was needed i left feeling meh about the whole thing, let down by my hero and disappointed that the best part of that film was the Ben and Jerrys chocolate sundae.
Bad form Rob Bad form…..
