Starring: Jackie Earle Haley, Rooney Mara, Kyle Gallner, Thomas Dekker, Katie Cassidy, and Kellan Lutz.
Directed by: Samuel Bayer.
We can live in denial like the suckers of today’s generation all we want by saying this remake of “A Nightmare On Elm Street” is better than the original, the new Freddy is creepier, it looks better, and has better kills (none of which is true, by the way). But the truth is that you can’t polish a turd. I’m sorry. So the remake has better production value, so what? Boo hoo. What doesn’t in today’s world?
Is “The Mummy” reject, I mean the new Freddy (sorry) scary? It’s kind of hard to be scary when you deliver your lines in a restrained fashion. Better kills? Epic fail. This rebooted trash did try reenact one particular scene where Tina is dragged/raped across the room, but the scene in this one looks more like a person inside of a pinball machine. The rest of the kills here are completely boring, nothing beats the ones from the original (i.e. Johnny Depp getting swallowed into his own bed only to have his guts and blood splattered across the room or to have Nancy’s mother being pulled through a small window as if she were a doll). I must say, for a “remake”, I’m disappointed at this so-called lack of effort.
Speaking of effort, the closest thing you’re going to get is a flashback sequence explaining Freddy’s history. However, that doesn’t really change anything because this was all explained in the original movie by Nancy’s mother for the most part (minus one or two little details). I could almost see the mentality behind the production here, “Oh, we’ll make this remake different by SHOWING how Freddy came to be as opposed to TELLING like in the original”. I said it before and I”ll say it again, boo-hoo! I guess they assumed that today’s young audiences are so stupid that they can’t “imagine” a horrible backstory as in the one described by Nancy’s mom in the original. No, of course not, today’s stupid generation wants everything delivered and served to them.
Nevermind Freddy here, how about the main cast? Who cares? That’s the best way to sum this poor bunch of victims up. You don’t care whether they live or die here. The director has thrown in plenty of boring scenes involving the characters whenever Freddy is not around to hurt anybody. All for what? To get us comfortable enough just in time for the upcoming scare around the corner? Oh and what scare? You mean those typical, run-of-the-mill jump scares that we’ve all become accustomed to?
Speaking of characters, the script is so disorganized that we are led to believe that the first female character that is introduced to us is the main character, only to find out that she dies after 30 minutes into the film. If that wasn’t bad enough, we follow her boyfriend immediately after that only to have him killed like 10-20 minutes later. Low and behold, we actually don’t get to spend time with our central character until halfway through the movie. That’s like having George Lucas trick you into thinking Luke’s Aunt and Uncle in “Star Wars” are the main characters when it’s really Luke himself. It makes you wonder how haphazard screenwriting like this gets approved in the first place.
Samuel Bayer is no Wes Craven. Mr. Craven knows how to make horror movies and he wasn’t even approached to make this. “A Nightmare On Elm Street” of 2010 was made as if no heart or passion went into it. At least the remake of “The Texas Chainsaw Massacre” was as equally good as the original, this film doesn’t even come close.