Here’s a question for you: how do you tarnish the legacy of a slightly-overrated 70s slasher flick that spawned about a million dismal sequels?

hecklerspray knows the answer – you hand over the directorial reigns to a 42-year-old man who still thinks plastering yourself in tattoos and pretending to be best mates with the devil is, like, totally awesome. Step forward, then, Rob Zombie – a ‘musician’ and ‘film-maker’ whose last two projects – House Of 1000 Corpses and The Devils Rejects – were roughly about as entertaining and thought-provoking as lapping at a chemical toilet.

For those who don’t know (and according to the ever-reliable Wikipedia) Rob Zombie is a cultural icon whose ‘dreadlocks, gruff vocal style and fascination with horror movies have helped him become a distinctive element in American heavy metal.’ In other words – he’s the sort of none-too-subtle lunkhead adored by dim middle class teenagers during their ‘difficult phase.’

Yeah – fuck you dad! I won’t do my homework!

Anyway. Zombie has got his hands on Halloween – the story of naughty little suburban serial killer Michael Myers. Fans and critics, however, are a little bit sceptical that his remake won’t quite match the standards of the original John Carpenter version.