After my voyage back to 2002 to review the much-maligned Halloween: Resurrection a few weeks ago, the article received many comments in response comparing it to the franchise’s other sore spot, the sixth film, Halloween: The Curse of Michael Myers. I decided that I had to see what all the hubbub was about — after all, I no longer wanted to hang my head in horror fan shame that I hadn’t ever seen it. Plus, it was one of Paul Rudd’s first film roles, and he was one of my first crushes when Clueless came out (hey, I was like 7, and I still stand by it. I fucking love Paul Rudd.) so I knew I had to dive in. And luckily for me, it’s on Netflix.

The film came out in 1995 amid many production changes and re-shoots. The “Producer’s Cut” version is apparently different and much better, and even has a cult following — fans have consistently demanded a standalone DVD release and they won: Halloween 6: The Curse of Michael Myers Producer’s Cut will be released on Blu-ray on September 15th. But alas, the one I saw was the theatrical version and I have some thoughts.

This installment comes six years after the last Halloween film, and opens with a woman giving birth tied up in some sort of dungeon, which the story later goes on to let us know that it is our girl Jamie Lloyd who gave birth and her baby was taken as part of some Druid cult (yeah, things are getting weird in Haddonfield). Jamie manages to escape to a bus station with her baby but Michael is coming for them, natch, so she stashes the baby in the bathroom and attempts to flee, meeting her demise when Michael catches up to her.

We’re introduced back to Tommy Doyle who has become obsessed with Michael Myers (it’s creepy — he has posters and news clippings on his walls) and who watches the every move of a family that has since moved in to the Myers home. The family is the one that adopted Laurie Strode (also, natch, but there is no Jamie Lee Curtis in this movie) and Tommy teams up with Dr. Loomis because they know Michael’s back on the prowl.

Thanks to extensive research on the topic, Tommy has reason to believe that Michael has been inflicted with this curse called Thorn (impressive as this was before Google) by a Druid-inspired cult and that he comes back to kill on Halloween to offer a child as a blood sacrifice (which explains why Michael never fucking dies, he’s superhuman) and Jamie’s baby is his ultimate sacrifice. Michael is also after Danny Strode, the child that now lives in Michael’s childhood home.

So clearly there is more to good old Michael Myers than meets the eye, and this movie attempts to delve deeper into that.

I have to say, maybe I have really terrible taste (which is entirely possible) but I really didn’t think this was that bad. In fact, I found it had a few good scares, just the right amount of gore, and has that great horror movie quality that is missing from most movies these days — it’s gritty without being cheesy and over-glamorized. It’s not particularly innovative and tends to stick to the tried and true slasher script, but sometimes, that’s not such a bad thing. It also attempts to explain the origins of Michael Myers and we all know Hollywood loves an origin story. I found this much more enjoyable than Resurrection (which, admittedly, isn’t saying much) but maybe that’s just my longtime love for Paul Rudd talking… I plead the fifth.



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My cousin forced me to watch Child’s Play when I was around five years old, and I’ve loved horror movies ever since. I’ll watch anything (the gorier the better) but faint at the sight of blood in real life. Let’s be internet friends -- follow me on Twitter @mrstschinkel.