A rare exercise in sequelitis in which a numerically demarcated sequel has, with the exception of a few musical notes, nothing whatsoever to do with its predecessors, the third entry in the Halloween franchise forgoes the slasher theatrics of Michael Myers for a Twilight Zone-ish plot about a nefarious corporation’s plans to kill kids on Halloween using lethal Halloween masks that are activated by a commercial video signal. An interesting techno-paranoid concept (courtesy of uncredited British writer Nigel Kneale) that is all the more intriguing for having come out the same year as Cronenberg’s similarly themed Videodrome, the film is nevertheless sunk by lame execution and bad acting. Great poster design, though. (DVD)