If by “Freddy delivers” they mean extra cheese then what an apt tagline. A Nightmare on Elm Street 5: The Dream Child is not the new Coheed & Cambria album title, but the fifth installment in the popular Freddy Krueger franchise. Although he is the one slinging trashy insults left and right, at this point in his career Freddy has been solidified as the brunt of the jokes.
Stuart Gordon’s Dolls is classified as one of my specific triggering films from when I was a wee Manster. Watching it today shines new light on the bad acting from most parties involved but in turn gives me ‘Nam flashbacks to hiding under the covers in terror. The dolls are still extremely creepy today and the archaic stop-motion shots add a dated, unsettling lens to top it all off.
Getting off on the wrong foot has a sequel and its name is Bad Taste. An ironic moniker and perhaps an omen glossed over. It turns out watching a renowned filmmakers first film for that reason alone is not always as enjoyable as intended.
“A supernatural drama about grief.” Thanks, IMDB, for the lenghty, well-written synopsis. Although I joke, this one sentence pretty much says it all about Lake Mungo. It really isn’t a horror movie; more of a faux-doc presented like a special you would see on TV after 60 Minutes. That poster suggests there is at least one scene where someone is running for their life, getting attacked by a shark, or at least whipping their hair back whilst skinny dipping. Disappointingly so, there is nothing resembling that amount of emotion or action in this film whatsoever.