Halloween: Resurrection Reviews
This film is pretty terrible, trying to tap into the burgeoning reality TV market with a tour of the Myer's home, where (big surprise) the real Michael Myers is waiting for anyone to wander in and then all hell breaks lose.
It's bad. And why the fuck does Busta Rhymes talk to himself through the whole movie? He's yammering constantly, and when there's no one around, he TALKS TO HIMSELF. It's amazingly stupid.
Pass/rental at best, if you wanna make fun of it, because there's a lot to poke fun at.
To the fans, I'd say pretend this is either bad fan fiction or that it just doesn't exist and Michael is indeed where he belongs... In hell without a head.