All the films from all the editions, including those subsequently removed, presently totalling 1167. An easy way of seeing how…
Someone has taken their love of scary movies one step too far.
A killer known as Ghostface begins killing off teenagers, and as the body count begins rising, one girl and her friends find themselves contemplating the "Rules" of horror films as they find themselves living in a real-life one.
A small-sleepy town gets woke-the-fuck-up by a Ghostface killa, and everyone is a fuckin' suspect. Jiffy Pop on the stove. A fuckin' killer on the phone. A shocking beginning that you never see coming. Neve before her Wild-Things-threesome. An edited-for-television relationship. A severe case of blue-balls. The slutty and busty best-friend. Crazy-as-fuck Stu. Randy works at a video-rental-store and has never been laid. Skeet before Jericho doing his best Johnny Depp impersonation. Deputy fuckin' Dewey. A cougar-tabloid-twit reporter that I would be friends with. A fat-fuck cameraman who loves Cheetos. A scary-staircase chase. High-tech 911. A big-ass cellular phone. Fingering the wrong guy again. A Ray Donovan cameo. Fonzie's last shark-jump. Richard Gere loves gerbils. Who the fuck is Wes…
I'm a hardcore horror fan and I prefer my horror served straight up.. Hold the Comedy! But when the comedy is this clever even I can't resist!
The opening scene is Wickedly Delicious! The rest is a slight step down but maintains a higher standard than most slasher films!
Gruesome Good Fun!
"Now don't you blame the movies. Movies don't create psychos. Movies make psychos more creative!"
Ohhhh how Scream is one of the guiltiest of all indulgences. Wes Craven delivered what is essentially a satirical, violent, and hip post modern horror film that almost plays out like a big bloody episode of Scooby-Doo... There are no Spooky Space Kooks or Miner Forty-Niners. The characters that populate the fictional town of Woodsboro are entirely real and they live beyond the run-time of the movie. The old stories, history of the town, and overbearing nostalgic feeling make this a town that will always welcome us in and make our stay comfy. Despite people hanging from trees with their intestines hanging out, of course.…
Scream: a horror movie that defined a generation, for better or worse. I've heard people consider Wes Craven's post-modern opus to be the best slasher film since the original Halloween. While that's a claim I can't instantly agree with, Scream certainly is and has become one of the most influential and bankable franchises in the horror genre.
Back in the 90's, almost everyone fell in love with Scream. We hadn't seen anything like it before. Most people went in expecting another by the numbers slasher movie. Drew Barrymore was making her comeback in Hollywood and ads and trailers implied she was the main star, setting up a brief plot twist that echoes back to the original Nightmare on Elm Street.…
A lot of backlash seems to have come towards Scream in recent years, and I'll just go ahead and say it's completely undeserved. As a whole, this has aged beautifully. Not only is Scream hilarious, but it is also truly terrifying.
Kevin Williamson's script is filled with delightful satire, riotous lines ("Did you really call the police? My mom and dad are gonna be so mad at me!") and a vicious, gory bite. Wes Craven gives the film an eye for the perfect angles and shots to scare you, and ways to lessen the gore that is shown (probably to get cut down from the NC-17 that the film originally recieved.), while still giving us plenty to cringe at, or…
No, please don't kill me Mr. Ghostface. I want to be in the sequel!
Do you remember the first time you saw Scream?
I was still in high school in 1996. I went to the theatre to see Scream with a group of friends, some of whom were already seeing it for the second time.
I was definitely not as into film then as I am now. But it looked scary and fun, and my favorite actress just happened to have a big starring role - or so I thought - so I just had to check it out. (If you have not seen the film, or the multiple parodies, you should stop reading here.)
So yeah, the movie begins…
Before "Cabin in the Woods" there was a self-refering, satyrical and cynical Wes Craven - carving his way in modern horror film history - prooving that the limits (of even the most exploitated genres) are pushable.
You gotta give him that!
It's an inventive horror, I'll give it that, as it's one of the best 'meta-horrors' of our time. However, I can't help but not be a fan of this film for one simple reason, the second act is garbage, and no matter how great the first and third act were clever, inventive and filled with great tension, the second still remains a repetative bland kill fest. There is little to no value to the entire middle of this film and for this I found myself bored and disappointed until the last 15 minutes.
"Well I don't really believe in motives Sid, I mean did Norman Bates have a motive? Did we ever find out why Hannibal Lecter like to eat people? DON'T THINK SO! See it's a lot more scarier when there's no motive, Sid."
Então, a minha família decidiu juntar-se para ver um filme depois do jantar, até que paramos num canal de cinema, e ia começar a transmissão de Scream. Nunca tinha visto, mas já conhecia o nome de Wes Craven, e ao que parece nenhum outro presente na sala tinha visto tal filme, exceto a minha mãe, que afirmou já ter visualizado os três filmes dessa franquia (porque a minha mãe já viu todos os filmes dos anos 90, é…
Literally the best of the best!!! Scream 1, 2 and 4 are the gold standard of slashers!!
One of the best films of the 90's, regardless of genre.
Anytime I watch a movie I've seen several times I start looking for new things to take away from it. Maybe I try to contextualize its place in cinema history. Often times, I find I enjoy it more and less frequently I enjoy it less. This viewing knock this down just a notch. The opening sequence with Barrymore is still a joy to watch. It's just masterfully done. So well done in fact that the rest of the film is just trying to play catch-up. And it never quite does. I think if the film had existed in its own little bubble seperate of its sequels and the brief slasher revival it inspired, it would be more highly regarded. Its…
A decently entertaining slasher flick even though it shamelessly and repeatedly sells out its own genre in this cheekily insecure attempt to buy credit with the audience for showing us that it knows very well it's basically like every single other slasher movie ever made, thinking knowing you're the same exact thing as every other movie gives you a free pass to indulge in the same exact cliches as every single other movie.
Doesn't get enough credit for how good a pure horror film it is
Contains every horror film made that is not lost and is found on the letterboxd database.
If there is any…