freddys dead the final nightmare

New Line Cinema

“You’re my blood.  Only you could’ve brought me out…in your mind.”

Maggie Burroughs is a child psychologist tormented by recurring nightmares.  But not until she meets a new patient with the same horrific dreams does her quest for answers lead to a certain house on Elm Street — where an evil that defies the grave is about to be unleashed upon the world.

The late summer and fall of 1991 was a rather memorable time for me.  It was my Senior year in High School, and I was going to the movies a lot at the theater in town.  One in particular was the subject of this review article, the then-promised “final” installment of the Nightmare On Elm Street series – Freddy’s Dead: The Final Nightmare.  Yeah, I thought it was a bit odd that it was titled as such, eschewing the usual Nightmare On Elm Street numbering thing. But that didn’t matter as much as three facts – 1) I was 17, 2) I had independent transportation and disposable income, and 3) it was FREDDY, dagnabbit.  I had the means, I had the desire, boy howdy I was watching this sucker. I even dragged along my 14-year-old sister to share the fun.

I don’t know about her, but fun I did have at this movie.  Yes, over the years Freddy’s Dead has gained a reputation for being one of the worst installments in the core Nightmare On Elm Street series, and I can certainly understand the reasons given.  But, here’s the thing – Freddy’s Dead: The Final Nightmare3 is a campy fun horror flick, heavy on the cheese and ham.  It’s like all the points that I hear everyone complaining about are the ones that actually made this fun for me: the cheesy one-liners by Freddy, the ham-fisted acting, the inexplicable shoehorning of Rosanne and Tom Arnold in cameos, and the gimicky 3D used at the final part of the film…certainly no one was expecting a serious Oscar winning piece, right?  This was pure schlocky fun for early fall.  And I think we can all agree this wasn’t the totaly worst entry in the Nightmare On Elm Street series. And did I mention Alice Cooper’s in here?  Yeah, he is.  As Freddy’s father.  Or step-father, or something.  Point is, it’s Alice freakin’ Cooper.

In any case, I may be in the minority, but Freddy’s Dead: The Final Nightmare has a fond nostalgic place in my heart, and is always a fun watch whenever it’s on.  Check it out some time, bring some friends for a tasty slice of cheese.