I'm going to spend the rest of the day talking like Werner Herzog.
The footage of Rodney King being beaten by police doesn't get any easier to watch with time. Either does the sight of not guilty verdicts being handed down for the cops. Or the sheer anger on the faces of everyone outside the courthouse, both white and black. Or the sight of old men crying at the news of the verdict because they've lived a long lifetime of this racism and abuse - and they just looked so tired.
In my mind, this is the movie Wes Craven was trying to make with New Nightmare but didn’t fully realise – though I know people seem to like New Nightmare more than I do. I love all the subversion and deconstruction of the genre in this series and from memory it’s never better than in this, the original movie.
It seems like the movie Craven was born to make and was essentially the only thing left for him to do…