Halloween II

Like many sequels, it's inferior to the previous film. Like many directors who return to make a sequel, they've developed a major ego since between the first and second installment was made (you'll notice the same with Tim Burton in the Batman series). Like many sequels, the story miraculously isn't over despite the feeling of closure at the end of the last film. The film picks up where the first one left off (or ENDED, actually), and spirals down to every stereotype a sequel has — even silly dream sequences that really aren't necessary… but Zombie will do anything to a story, even ruin one like he did with this, as long as his untalented wife gets a role in the film. All the survivors from the first have changed in character so greatly for the worse, you begin to wish they won't be as lucky this time around as they were in the first film. Taylor-Compton made a great up-and-coming Scream Queen in the first, but in this one she is just dreadful; screaming for the sake of screaming. McDowell is more theatrical in his performance as Dr. Loomis, which is completely out of character of any version of Loomis from the previous films, even McDowell's previous performance. The only thing worth seeing is the creepy beard that hangs out from under Michael's mask, and eventually his face (obscured by shadows though). In the director's cut, you hear his first line; which is a milestone, but almost not even worth it.