"Great! Now it's my dick that's killin' me!"
Ah God bless Kincaid. That tubby, foul-mouthed strongman with the heart of gold!

Now when I was young, horror films were really just a way to show off. Wether that be to my friends who were not allowed to watch them or to prove how fearless I was to the ones who were. At heart I was really just a Schwarzenegger loving, action movie fanboy.

That is...until Dream Warriors turned up and started my obsession with all things bloody and gore soaked!!

It was my perfect film...the right amount of blood, boobs, a bunch of characters you genuinely cared about and stacks of quotable lines. I didn't even know what it was…

One of the films that absolutely define my childhood, but nostalgia is not the only reason I love it. It's a genuinely excellent film in so many ways, it's the best NIGHTMARE film, and it's easily one of the greatest horror films of the '80s.

A major key to the film's success is the fact that it's set in an adolescent psychiatric hospital, and it takes that seriously. The characters in DREAM WARRIORS are not interchangeable, bubblebrained camp counselors, they are damaged kids with traumatic histories, and the outsider bond they have with one another feels totally genuine. On top of that, they're played by uncommonly good actors, which makes for an unusually emotionally involving film.

Heather Langenkamp and John…

"Welcome to prime time, bitch."

This is my jam.

While the previous two Elm Street films have been reasonably enjoyable and whatnot, DREAM WARRIORS takes it to the next level. It knows how cool Freddy is and how cool his kills can be. Throw in some awesome special effects and a few genuinely likable characters and voila! you got yourself a great movie. I think I'm going to dress up as Freddy this Halloween, but I'm going to put a big sign on my back saying "I'm dressing up as Freddy, but like the Freddy from Dream Warriors, not the Freddy from the other ones. I mean, he's cool in the other ones, I guess, but his Dream Warriors incarnation…

When I was twelve years old I was a role playing game playing, comic book reading nerd of 1. 86 meters tall. The only two things I got out of this were that I never got picked on and that I could easily go to the avalanche of eighties horror films in the cinema that were rated 16 years or older. Of that year, Nightmare on Elm Street 3 was by far my favourite and I haven't stopped loving it since.

I had only seen mr. Kruger's face on the box covers of vhs tapes in our local video store, but had never actually seen one. This was my first encounter with Elm Street. I remember walking out of the…

Dream Warriors is the point at which New Line cinema realised that a premise doesn't have a sellable face, but Freddy does. I maintain that the original Nightmare on Elm Street, and even the second one are not about Freddy, Freddy is just the iconography for the idea. Dreams are killing people and Freddy is the instrument in making that happen and a physical being in which to make that visually appealing. Hellraiser was due to go through the same problem a few years later where Pinhead was thrust from being an element in a film to being THE element.

That's not to say that it's a bad film, when taken on its own terms it is really enjoyable but…

Directed by - Chuck Russell
Written by - Chuck Russell, Frank Darabont, Bruce Wagner and Wes Craven
Starring - Robert Englund, Heather Langenkamp, Patricia Arquette, Craig Wasson, Ken Sagoes, Rodney Eastman, Priscilla Pointer and John Saxon

Set six years after the events of the original film, and ignoring the continuity of part 2, A Nightmare on Elm Street 3 sees Freddy pitted against the last of the Elm Street children. After Kristen Parker (Arquette) is admitted to a psychiatric ward due to a perceived suicide attempt (actually, she was attacked by Freddy in a dream) she meets a group of teenagers who are also being haunted by Freddy. When Nancy Thompson (Langenkamp) arrives at the hospital as a nurse, she…

"Welcome to prime time, bitch."

This is my jam.

While the previous two Elm Street films have been reasonably enjoyable and whatnot, DREAM WARRIORS takes it to the next level. It knows how cool Freddy is and how cool his kills can be. Throw in some awesome special effects and a few genuinely likable characters and voila! you got yourself a great movie. I think I'm going to dress up as Freddy this Halloween, but I'm going to put a big sign on my back saying "I'm dressing up as Freddy, but like the Freddy from Dream Warriors, not the Freddy from the other ones. I mean, he's cool in the other ones, I guess, but his Dream Warriors incarnation…

"Great! Now it's my dick that's killin' me!"
Ah God bless Kincaid. That tubby, foul-mouthed strongman with the heart of gold!

Now when I was young, horror films were really just a way to show off. Wether that be to my friends who were not allowed to watch them or to prove how fearless I was to the ones who were. At heart I was really just a Schwarzenegger loving, action movie fanboy.

That is...until Dream Warriors turned up and started my obsession with all things bloody and gore soaked!!

It was my perfect film...the right amount of blood, boobs, a bunch of characters you genuinely cared about and stacks of quotable lines. I didn't even know what it was…