The Omicron Killer has a few interesting ideas, and nothing ever comes of any of them.
The story begins with a flashback. One year ago, The Covid Killer was cornered and killed by the police. Today, a copycat killer operates, one who is known by the media as … The Covid Copycat Killer. One of my little guilty pleasures in this movie is watching the actors say “The Covid Copycat Killer” time and time and time again. It isn’t until the movie is almost over that they start calling him “The Omicron Killer” instead.
Our Killer is hospitalized early on in the movie, but escapes pretty easily. While he is hunting people down and killing them, there are three other groups at work.
The first group working against him is the police force. The police captain is a woman — but in all other ways she is your stereotypical older sweary type. Our protagonist officers are a streetwise cop and the dopey cop he is saddled with as a partner. They spend actual movie time workshopping their catchphrase for when they catch Our Killer.
The second group working against him is a group of plucky kids. Specifically, plucky kids whose parents Our Killer has killed. They plot against him and eventually strike in a half-assed way. Like a grimdark version of The Goonies, poorly written.
The third group is working perpendicular to the main plot. They are a group of witches (and one token priest) who are striving to resurrect The Covid Killer. The priest is the sad sack of the group. He was supposed to pay off the cemetery groundskeeper, but he didn’t. As a result, the groundskeeper reported them to the police. The head witch rolls her eyes at him. “Steve!”
There is also a random guy who wears clown makeup and wields an axe. He never kills anyone onscreen, but attacks Our Killer in his dreams.
The police mostly just want to ask questions of the witches, but have trouble catching them. They also interview random people, all of whom seem to know exactly what The Covid Killer and Our Killer look like. None of these interviews are helpful.
Our Killer doesn’t speak, and isn’t very creative in his killing. His weapon is a crowbar. And when I mentioned this to Amy, who wisely chose to skip watching this movie, she came up with some creative ways to kill someone with a crowbar. Our Killer just stabs people with the pointy end. That’s it. When a victim is getting a lap dance, he kills two people at once, but that is the extent of his imagination.
The final confrontation occurs in the hospital, as Our Killer attempts to kill the sadistic doctor who treated him in the early parts of the movie (and who, frankly, Deserves It). The Covid Killer is not raised from the dead. The kids are not successful in killing Our Killer. Nobody really gets to use a cool catchphrase.
No lessons are learned, except maybe don’t take your eyes off Amy if she is wielding a crowbar.