Uggggggh this is such a weak-ass three stars. I'd rather give it two and a half but that seems unfair because there are several parts of this movie that I genuinely enjoyed and parts where I laughed out loud (although I had no clue it was a comedy and that really wasn't what I was looking for, so that's kind of my fault, I suppose).
The jumbled up mess that is the rest, though? I either disliked it, was totally…
Freddy himself never bothered me much at all but as someone who loves and appreciates sleep, the premise of A Nightmare on Elm Street unnerves me to no goddamn end.
Please don't use something as wonderful and as peaceful like my sleepy time as an opportunity to kill me. Wait til I'm in line at the DMV on a hot summer Saturday or in my lady doctor's waiting room listening to all the old ladies talk about how our doctor…
Whatever, I love this movie. And although I'm sure my own father would try his best to rescue me, I'd like to officially request that Liam Neeson be the one assigned to come after me if I ever get kidnapped and sold into human trafficking. He seems to know his way around an International kidnapping, whereas my dad knows his way around Pawn Stars and getting the best deals on deli meats.