Tagline: They saved the best for last. It’s funny because I still have two more Freddy films to go.
Curiosity: Freddy’s Dead: The Final Nightmare is actually the first Nightmare on Elm Street movie I ever saw, as a way-too-young lad. While it seems lame today, the scene where Freddy (Robert Englund) blew up Carlos’ (Ricky Dean Logan) head freaked me out for weeks.
Plot: Set in the awful future of 2001, Freddy Krueger has killed almost all of the children in Springwood,
Thoughts: For me, this is the installment that has aged the least well. But that’s really only because, as my introduction to the Nightmare series, Freddy’s Dead scared the bejeebits out of me as a child. Now, however, all I see are Roseanne Barr cameos and unnecessary connections to other, better horror/fantasy tales like The Twilight Zone, Twin Peaks, Wizard of Oz, and even Fantasia (That is why they used Modest Mussorgsky’s “Night on
Still, the film deserves credit for trying to deepen Freddy’s history by explaining the events that made him so gosh dang evil. Writer/director Rachel Talalay (Tank Girl, Kyle XY) returns the series to its surreal roots, although she tends to oversell it, especially during the film’s first half. One character’s observation that Springwood is like
Reflection: There are sooooo many Goo Goo Dolls songs in this movie. What would Bruce Dickinson think?
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