Original plan was to get this up on Halloween itself, but you know me, I’m really not very good with deadlines at the moment. Rather than boil this down a shorter, condensed review, I realised there was more to unpack here than perhaps a quick review could cover. Watching the latest instalment/reboot of the Halloween franchise, I wonder if the slasher genre can exist anymore without being self aware.
Since the first time I spotted the poster for The Meg, it’s been a movie I’ve been itching to go and see. I wasn’t under any illusion about what it was going to be. In passing, I’d head comparisons to Jaws, this opinion was rife. But I knew the movie about a giant, prehistoric shark was going to be something closer to Sharknado than the masterful piece of Spielberg cinema.
I always thought the Purge was a really cool concept for a movie series. A 12 hour period, once a year, in which all crime is legal, thus the street become total chaos in which time your friends or neighbours could turn around and butcher you over any slight. I felt that the first movie wasted its premise by restricting it to a home invasion movie, but its two sequels more than made up for it in terms of action and fleshing out the concept.
It’s a shame that by the time movie number four rolled around, they seemed for forget how creative they could have been with this idea. The First Purge ignores all of the things that made the previous movies so interesting and boils it down to a weak action movie with even weaker social commentary.