Is there a point to remaking “Halloween’’? For the first half of Rob Zombie’s 2007 redo, the answer seemed to be yes, within limits, as Zombie delved deep into bogeyman Michael Myers’s origins. The material wasn’t so much jolting as absorbingly weird, full of the low-res ’70s horror vibe on which the rocker-turned-filmmaker has built his screen (and music) career. Then the full-grown Myers returned home, and the homage turned slavish.
With his new sequel, Zombie spends less time paying tribute and more time getting inventive, with mixed results. The story picks up where the last one left off, with bloodied, traumatized baby sitter Laurie Strode (Scout Taylor-Compton) carted off to the ER, and her psychopathic brother, the hulking Myers (Tyler Mane), presumed dead. After a nod to 1981’s original, hospital-set “Halloween II’’ (the only sequel in which original director John Carpenter had a hand), the action jumps ahead one year, with Laurie now a tattooed, punked-out head case plagued by nightmares that Myers is still after her.