Coolio said:
Because in my opinion, the original sucked?
are you asking us or telling us?
At any rate, the beginning was nice.
Altho', it shows a limitation of Zombie's that he can only envision 'such horrors' coming out of a childhood with that amount of conflict. despite liking the comical nature of the white-trash dad, I found that I missed the original Myers family. The 'horror' of the original was that someone like Michael Myers could come from a perfectly 'normal' suburban family.
But... Zombie knows white trash; stick with what you know.
It was still interesting. I hated the original's second beginning (which shows the aftermath of Michael's break-out and not how he did it). So, Zombie's 'answer' to that deficit was welcomed.
But honestly, it was yet another movie I walked out on. First of all, I hated the 2 girl friends. Utterly. And I was glad the first bitch got it, to be honest. But, by the time the main girl is running down the street fuckin' screaming her head off, I'm wondering WHERE THE FUCK IS EVERYBODY?
Seriously... NO ONE HEARS THIS!?!?!?
As an experiment, I screamed bloody murder when I left the building. Two cars stopped and one person got out of the car to look around. Maybe he thought he ran over someone...? Who knows... but unless the town was sponsored by Sominol, SOMEONE should have came out to see what was up.
Not to mention a frantic girl calling the cops about a murder and only two cops showing up??? And the one cop not telling other cops when he decides to go check on the one family with the psychologist? In the original, we're told that the cops won't be alerting the townspeople because of all the copy-cat fakers that they would get... in fact, we're even shown one kid wearing the Myers Mask getting killed after running from a cop. But how the fuck do you justify this? Does that town need to raise taxes and hire some more cops??
These two little things are simply too poorly handled to be tossed aside with some flimsy "suspension of disbelief" nonsense, which is really just an excuse for lazy fuckin' writing.
This film was simply aiming to ride on the coat-tails of utter brilliance, slap on massive amounts of tit shots, and have near-dyke displays from the young girls...
Bah, I say...!
A thousand times, bah!
Give me the original two any fuckin' day of the week.