The Wes Group - 8 of 9
Going to write something extra special for this one, but give me some time.
Edit: How does one talk about something that has been their favorite film for such a long time? A film with so many layers to its storytelling, but with such a simplistic story behind all of it?
I suppose you’d start with the story. A young girl sits in a cemetery reading a novel. An author suffering from writer’s block…
Parts 16 - 18
And like that, it’s done.
You can’t go home again. Your home has changed and so have you. A man walks into a river from his childhood, but it is not the same. The river is different now and the man is older.
So much time on the road, people get older and start to die. Wounds heal but scars remain. It all started with a young woman wrapped in plastic, but now Pete can go…
Craven’s direction and the dream work really elevates this to one of the best slashers.
Finally felt comfortable moving this up to the grade it deserves. Still has some spotty acting but if I can start to not mind it in Carpenter’s spooky classic or Hooper’s redneck extravaganza, I can excuse the Wes too.
The thing missing from the entries Craven isn’t involved in is the sheer terror in the portrayal of Freddy. He is part of a scary concept and should be utilized as such rather than just a load of goofiness he turns into outside of this, 3, and New Nightmare.
“I remember damage — then, escape.”
Akin to The Leftovers in its emotional storytelling, separated storylines, and use of music. (Dan Romer always a GOAT.)
Loved everything about this and would easily be one of the crowning achievements in 2021 television if it wasn’t for Flanagan’s masterpiece. Still, as an artist, this resonated in ways I never could’ve imagined and I’m entirely thankful it exists.
Scorsese Retrospective Film 15
He's a master. This is one of his masterworks. Easily the best film of the year, and easily top 5 of his features. This just needs a rewatch for the 5 stars. I loved every minute of this. Every ounce of humor, every crumb of pain, and every sense of gangster-style remorse. This was perfect. Thank you for not letting me down, Marty.