Why We Think Halloween Kills Is Turning Out To Be A Disappointment

Okay, so, can we talk about Halloween Kills for a sec? Because, like, I’m feeling it. And by “feeling it,” I mean feeling a little… let down. You know? We were all hyped, right? The first movie back was pretty solid, a nice little throwback. But this sequel? Hmm.

It’s like, remember when you were a kid and you got that super cool toy you’d been dreaming about? You opened it up, and it was almost exactly what you wanted, but then there was this one weird thing about it. That’s kind of how Halloween Kills feels to me. A little… off.

I mean, let's be real. Michael Myers is still Michael Myers. He’s still that terrifying, silent force of nature. And that’s cool. It should be cool. But the movie itself? It’s trying so hard to be something it’s not, you know?

It’s like it’s trying to be this epic, sprawling, Justice League-level of Michael Myers action. And… is that really what we wanted? Were we asking for Michael to join a spooky superhero team? Probably not. We wanted Michael to be Michael. Being all… slasher-y. With a whole lot of dread. Not necessarily a whole lot of exposition.

And the villagers! Oh, the villagers. Don’t even get me started. The whole “mob mentality” thing. It was… a lot. Like, a whole lot. I get what they were going for, I really do. The trauma, the anger, the lashing out. But it felt… a bit heavy-handed, didn’t it? Like they were hitting us over the head with a metaphorical pitchfork. Repeatedly.

It’s like, the first film brought back that classic, almost primal fear of a slasher. This one feels like it’s trying to tackle all the big societal issues in one go. And while that’s admirable, in a way, it’s also… a lot for a Halloween movie. Can’t we just have a killer and some people running around screaming for a bit?

And the pacing! Ugh. It felt like it was all over the place. Sometimes it was dragging its feet, and then BAM, suddenly a bunch of stuff was happening. It was like a rollercoaster that’s mostly going uphill, and then it just… kind of rolls over the top and then kind of bumps around at the bottom. Not exactly exhilarating, right?

It felt like there were too many characters, too many subplots. Did we really need that whole subplot with the old folks in the hospital? I mean, it’s grim, sure. And it’s a nod to the original, which is fine. But did it add anything to the main narrative? I’m not so sure. It felt like a detour that wasn’t really necessary.

And the way they kept bringing Michael back from seemingly impossible situations. I mean, I know it’s a horror movie. I know he’s supposed to be hard to kill. But there were moments where I was genuinely thinking, “Okay, seriously? Again?” It started to feel less like suspense and more like… a video game where you just keep respawning the boss.

What happened to the suspense? The quiet dread that made the original so effective? This movie felt like it was constantly shouting at us. “Look! Michael’s back! He’s a big deal! Everyone’s scared! And angry!” It lost that subtle creepiness that’s so crucial to the Halloween formula.

And Jamie Lee Curtis. Love her. Always will. But even she felt a little… sidelined. Her whole arc felt like it was about getting back to facing Michael, which is fine, but the build-up to it felt rushed. It was like, “Okay, she’s out, she’s ready, let’s go!” No lingering tension. No internal struggle.

And can we talk about Laurie Strode’s daughter, Karen? I mean, I’m not trying to be mean. But her character felt so… passive. Like she was just along for the ride, reacting to things. I wanted her to have more agency, to be more active in the story. Instead, she felt like she was just… there.

The dialogue, too. Oof. Some of it was just so… on the nose. Like they were afraid we wouldn’t get it. “He’s evil!” “We have to stop him!” Yes, we know. That’s kind of the premise of the movie. We don’t need every single character to spell it out for us in giant, neon letters.

It’s like they were so focused on making this a big, epic event, that they forgot about the simple, terrifying beauty of a well-executed slasher. The quiet moments. The building tension. The jump scares that feel earned, not just thrown in for the sake of it.

And the ending! Without giving too much away, it felt… abrupt. Like they ran out of time or ideas. After all the build-up, all the chaos, it just… ended. And not in a satisfying “wow, that was intense” way. More like a “wait, that’s it?” way.

It's a shame, because there were moments. Little flashes of what could have been. When Michael was just… being Michael. Stalking. Killing. Being that unstoppable force. Those were the good bits. But they were often lost in the noise.

I wanted more of that slow burn, that feeling of dread creeping in. Instead, we got a lot of running and shouting and people making… questionable decisions. Like, seriously, some of those decisions were baffling. “Oh, look, the killer is right behind me. Let me just stand here and contemplate my life choices.”

Maybe I’m being too harsh. Maybe I went in with expectations that were just too high. But after the success of the first film, and the legacy of the franchise, I was hoping for something… more. Something that truly captured the spirit of Halloween.

Instead, it felt like a jumbled mess. A movie trying too hard to be profound, when all we really wanted was a good old-fashioned scare. It’s like ordering a pizza with all the toppings, but then they forget to cook it properly. It’s still pizza, but it’s not good pizza.

And the constant references to the original? I get it. It’s a legacy sequel. But sometimes it felt like they were leaning on nostalgia a little too much. Like they were afraid to forge their own path, and just kept looking back.

It’s the kind of movie that, when you finish watching it, you’re not necessarily angry. You’re just… a little bit sad. A little bit disappointed. Like when you finish a really long book and the ending just doesn’t land. You spent all this time with it, and then… that’s it. That’s the payoff.

I mean, the gore was there. The kills were… plentiful. But were they inventive? Were they memorable? For the most part, they felt a little generic. Like they were checking off a list of “things Michael Myers does.”

It's the kind of film that makes you question your own judgment. Was it really that bad? Or am I just being a hater? But then you talk to other people, and they’re saying the same thing. So, okay, maybe it’s not just me. Maybe there’s something to this feeling of… meh.

This is the thing with sequels, right? They have to live up to the original, and then some. And Halloween Kills just… didn’t. It felt like it was more interested in setting up the next movie than in telling a compelling story in its own right. Which, honestly, is a bit of a cheat.

So, yeah. That’s kind of where I’m at. I wanted to love it. I really did. But it just didn’t hit the mark. It’s a Halloween movie, sure. Michael’s in it. But is it a good Halloween movie? I’m leaning towards… not really. And that’s a bummer, man. A real bummer.

Maybe the next one will be better. We can only hope, right? Because there’s still so much potential there. But this one? This one was a bit of a stumble. A big, loud, slightly confusing stumble.

It’s like they took a perfectly good recipe, added way too many ingredients, and then tried to bake it at the wrong temperature. You end up with something that’s… edible, I guess. But it’s not the masterpiece you were hoping for. And you’re left wondering where it all went wrong. A real culinary horror, if you will. Just, you know, with less actual horror and more… questionable choices.