This Friday's release of Rob Zombie's remake of Halloween has got me thinking about that bastard child of the franchise, 1982's Halloween III: Season of the Witch. I'm going to say something now that may shock, anger and make you fear for my very soul: I like Halloween III. There, I've said it, and I'm glad. Let the melee commence. I feel like Linus in A Charlie Brown Christmas when it comes to defending this movie. "It's not a bad little 80s terror flick. All it needs is a little love (and maybe a beer or two to wash it down)."
For those not familiar with the film, H3 is the only entry in the series that does not deal with masked slasher icon Michael Myers. Feeling that the second film had brought Michael's story to a conclusion, John Carpenter (who served as producer and not director this time) sought to take the series in a new direction, producing a new horror movie each year tied in to the Halloween season, but completely separate from the previous films. Of course, that idea died when H3 tanked at the box office in 1982. When the series finally returned with a fourth installment in 1988, Michael was back and hacking away.