It collapses into repetition and unintended self-parody, as it’s devoid of the subtext and empathetic audacity.
This rich and gorgeous disc damn near rectifies this film’s nearly unforgivably indifferent theatrical release earlier in the year, and in time for Halloween to boot.
Rob Zombie understands horror as an aural-visual experience that should gnaw at the nerves, seep into the subconscious, and beget unshakeable nightmares.
As Zombie closes the second Halloween, he leaves the door ajar to underwrite, of course, another sequel.
Treading well-worn ground to diminishingly creepy returns is a bone-deep problem for Rob Zombie’s latest, especially with regard to his characters.
Rob Zombie’s gut understanding of what makes ‘70s horror so great is unfortunately glimpsed in only short, sporadic bursts in Halloween.
It doesn’t so much play out as a sequel to House of 1000 Corpses but as a recapitulation.
May be worth a look solely for the sadistic interactive menus, where Sid Haig will test your powers of resistance.
Rob Zombie’s House of 1000 Corpses has nostalgia on its side but not much else.