10 Good Movies That Could've Been Great (With One Simple Fix)
10. Michael Myers Dies At The End - Halloween (2018)
The Movie
David Gordon Green's new Halloween movie opted to neglect every prior franchise sequel by positioning itself as a direct follow-up to John Carpenter's 1978 classic original.
The result was by far the best entry into the series since the first film, restoring Michael Myers' spectral terror while smartly reinventing him for a new generation.
And so, between largely positive reviews and a stonking $253.7 million worldwide box office (on a $15 million budget), it's safe to say that The Shape is back for the foreseeable future.
The Simple Fix
If there's any major issue with the new Halloween, it's in marketing itself as the epic final showdown between Myers and franchise final "girl" Laurie Strode (Jamie Lee Curtis).
Aptly, Green's film concludes with Laurie and her family sealing Myers inside the basement of her fortress-like house, before burning it down with Michael apparently inside. So far so good, right?
But of course, the final moments of the film can't leave well alone, and a closing glimpse of the burning wreckage shows Michael curiously absent, before his faint breathing can be heard over the end credits.
It was always wishful thinking to consider that Green and the studio would ever seriously entertain the possibility of putting Myers to bed for good - especially in light of this film's box office success.
But given how the film came so close to bringing true closure to Laurie's story, it's immensely frustrating that we're likely going to get the same monotonous pattern of unnecessary sequels yet again.
It's not the first time the series has flirted with finality only to trick fans - Halloween H20 famously ended with Myers being decapitated by Laurie, only for the next movie to awkwardly retcon it in the most contrived of circumstances.
Had Halloween 2018 ended with Myers being burned to a crisp or, better yet, blown to pieces along with the house, it would've decisively brought his legacy to an end while finally delivering a sequel fully worthy of its 40-year-old predecessor.
Close, but no cigar.