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Halloween Kills isn’t a “good movie.” And I love it anyway.

It’s all subjective, so what does it even mean for a movie to not be “good?” I suppose I’m referring to established standards of story construction—plotting, dialogue, theme—and their haphazard implementation here. It has, no question, some very sloppy storytelling. I recognize that. I also find it deeply compelling. Halloween Kills might not be a “good movie” in a formal sense, but it has, for me, an infectious, ghoulish enthusiasm and deep affection for the source material that I can’t dismiss, no matter how intensely I may cringe at the awkward execution. Continue Reading