Every one must know the plot to it, but if not, here it is: Fifteen years after murdering his sister on Halloween night, Michael Myers escapes from an asylum and returns to his hometown, chased by his psychiatrist (Donald Loomis). Becoming fixated on teenager Laurie Strode (Jamie Lee Curtis) and her group of girlfriends, Myers stalks them and then, on Halloween night, hunts and kills them. Soon, Laurie is on her own against an unstoppable killer....
I
don't quite know where to start praising this film. I guess one of
the things that impresses the most about it is, like Assault on Precinct
13, Carpenter's other masterpiece, the utter and complete nihilism of the
movie. Screw what Halloween II goes on to say; Laurie ends up targeted
by Myers because she runs an errand for her real estate broker dad and
goes and puts the key under the mat of the old Myers house. Inside,
Michael sees, and then fixates on, her and the young boy with her.
In Carpenter's universe, being in the wrong place at the wrong time will
have serious repercussions on your life, whether you're doing a good deed
or not.
On this bedrock of believable nihilism, Carpenter's able to construct
various vague constructs about the nature of predator and victim that,
like the messages buried in fairy tales, seem both convincing and dream-like.
Michael Myers is an abstract version of evil, with a pale blank mask for
a face and a gray jumpsuit for clothes. He is less a psycho than
a force of nature, which
helps
makes all of Donald Pleasance's speeches about Michael Myers being inhuman
and the devil completely convincing (Pleasance's brilliant performance
certainly helps), even though Myers really doesn't do anything particularly
supernatural until near the end of the movie. And all sorts of things
are suggested by his attraction to Jamie Lee Curtis's Laurie, who's resilent
survivor abilities somehow ties in to her virginity. You can make
a case for Myers being an incarnation of Curtis's frustrated sexuality
and sexual fear (not a particularly good one, mind you, but you can, and
I think that I read an article a couple years back where Carpenter did).
In fact, one of Halloween's great strengths is that it functions on that
evocative but vague level known as myth, where endless number of theories
about "what it means" can be generated but never quite seems able to encompass
the whole.
Notice that I wrote "One of Halloween's great strengths"; the
other great strengths of the movie are the performances and the writing.
Having watched other Carpenter movies, it becomes obvious that the believable
conversations and situations that happen to Laurie and her friends as they
make their way through the
day and into Halloween night are pretty atypical for Carpenter. Carpenter
writes okay B-movie dialogue and can satirize it brilliantly when he needs
to, but it's Debra Hill's writing of Laurie and her friends that really
helps ratchet Halloween up to the next level. It catches the teasing
way the girlfriends react to each other and their boyfriends, and the awkwardnesses
that each feels and is trying to cover up in various ways which Jamie Lee
Curtis's performance, above all, brings out. With a wonderful mix
of self-conscious embarrassed head-shakes and goofily unselfconscious gawkiness,
Curtis gives one of the best performances of teenagerhood ever (particularly
striking in being in a movie that is not about teenagerhood).
Also worth noting is Pleasance's exquisite performance as psychiatrist Sam Loomis. Not exuding the sweaty pop-eyed panic I expected after seeing him in Escape From New York, Pleasance plays Loomis with a wonderful air of high-strung bemusement, the psychiatric professional embarrassed at his own irrational convictions about his patient. He has a bit more a hurdle, since it's clearly Carpenter's b-movie talk he has to make his way through, but he does a great job. In fact, the performances of Halloween are all terrific, running from Charles Cipher as Sherriff Leigh Brackett (who apparently went on to write the Empire Strikes Back as therapy) to Nancy Kyes as Brackett's daughter to Nick Castle as The Shape, who walks, pauses, and shifts weight with a wonderfully chilling natural grace and power.
Finally, of course, I have to mention Halloween's score which is a minimalist masterpiece. Carpenter cobbled together a short batch of minimally effective pieces along with an eerily propulsive main theme. The minimal composition of the pieces feels not amateurish but actually obsessive, and their endless repetition through the movie helps lends to the air of obsession and dreamy fixation that helps the movie give its almost unduplicated air of nightmarishness.
I could go on and on, particularly about the brilliance with which Carpenter unsettles with the early daylight scenes of Myers stalking his prey, but I've gone on enough as it is. In any event, it would be almost 20 years before The Blair Witch Project would be able to do anything close to as effective a job of so much with so little, but I would be surprised if Blair Witch manages to found a genre, as this one did. A triumph of ingenuity, intelligence and form, Halloween will outlive all the other movies of 1978, and probably most of the movies of the century besides.
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