Halloween 2018 – Movie Review
Halloween 2018 – Movie Review
Halloween 2018 is a direct sequel to the original movie from 1978. If you remember from that movie, Michael Myers escapes from a mental institution where they put him after he murdered his teenage sister in 1963. With fifteen years of rage built up, of course he goes back to the town of Haddonfield to kill again, this time targeting babysitter Laurie Strode, massacring lots of other people on his way toward his goal.
Ok, that was the original movie. Now for Halloween 2018, forty years after the 1978 carnage, a couple of true crime podcasters visit Myers in the psych ward. One thing leads to another and he gets out again to wreak havoc.
Wait did I say forty years later? For four decades, this guy has had one career?
First of all, he’s locked up most of the time and doesn’t get to ply his trade. And when gets out and kills again, is he making enough for the effort? I’ll bet he day-traded stocks in the psych ward, or flipped beanie babies and other retro toys on Amazon to make ends meets. Possibly they let him out for a few hours a week to drive Uber or work as a retail clerk during the Christmas rush at the local department store.
And what about working conditions and retirement? Is there a union for movie serial killers? He needs someone able to file a grievance on his behalf if he has poor working conditions. And what about retirement? You can’t do this type of job when you in your rocking chair on the porch of the old killers home.
The other thing to think about is possible injury on the job. You are out there stabbing people—you are going to cut yourself or poke your eye out, and I don’t know if workmens comp is going to cover it. That means you need a good health plan, but with the state of health care in this country you know that’s coming out of your own pocket. It’s probably better to be a movie serial killer in Sweden, because that way if you slice your finger off on the job, you are covered.
And let’s face it. If you are going to be killing people in the movies all the time, you’ll eventually need a break, even if you are one of these workaholic people that say, “Oh but I love what I do. I LOVE working 100 hours a week.”
Great, but you still need a vacation.
And it’s not going to be cheap. Let’s say you want to go to Cancun, but you can’t afford it. So you go to Vegas. You still can’t afford it. You want to be at the craps table at the Belaggio, the Venetian or the Luxor, but all you can afford is the bingo room at St. Michael’s Parish for Degenerate Gamblers and Movie Serial Killers.
I say: Michael Myers, it’s time we looked out for you.
