“I’ll get you, my pretty! And your little soul, too!” — Freddy Krueger as the Wicked Witch of the West, complete with broom

The Macabre Brothers share an affinity for bargain-bin horror films. It’s actually more like an addiction — hardly a month goes by without one of us wasting $5 on some dubious DVD title. Such impulse buys may not deserve a full review, but like porn, they’re worth a quick and shameful glance. In Basement Ramblings, we answer your most meaningful question: Is this month’s piece of crap worth the price of a Big Mac?

By Phil

Where I found it
Same four-disc set as Nightmare 5: Dream Child from 1989. It’s the final film in the original Nightmare canon, wrapping a neat lil bloody bow on: the 1984 original, the sappy 1985 sequel, the badass 1987 sequel and the kinda badass 1988 sequel.

Next up, New Nightmare, when Wes Craven returns to clean up the mess everyone created. Stoked!

Why it caught my eye
Right there in the title they promise this is the final Freddy film. How cute! Also, pretty sure it was on in the background at a bar for Halloween once. I saw Brecken Meyer as Mario fighting an 8-bit Freddy Krueger and had to know more.

The premise
After years and years, we’ve arrived here: the Final Nightmare. I can’t think of a single person who cites this 1991 release as their favorite Freddy flick, and I’d honestly never seen it before catching it at Motherloaded that one Halloween. I think it’s what launched my hunt for latter-day Nightmare movies. I’m glad I did, but I can see why this one only gets wheeled out once a year for an AMC marathon.

Everyone knows you can’t keep a good boogeyman down, especially one with finger knives who’s powered by the souls of children, but Nancy Thompson (Nightmares 1, 3), Jesse Walsh (Nightmare 2) and poor Alice (Nightmares 3, 4, 5) thought they could. So why not let someone new try? And why not suggest Fred Krueger had a kid while we’re at it?

The film opens with the most boring five minutes of any Nightmare, ever. I won’t even bother, but it involves a map made for Carmen San Diego. When that goes away, we’re back on Elm Street with a generic ’90s heartthrob guy, played by Shon Greenblatt. He looks like John Stamos Lite.

This Uncle Jesse goes by John Doe the rest of the film, and life is not pleasant for John Doe. He’s stuck in a Freddy dream that includes a 747 a la “Nightmare at 20,000 Feet” and a floating home a la Wizard of Oz. There’s even direct homage to that trippy musical with Fred Krueger riding a broom a la Wicked Witch of the West.

If nothing else, writer-director Rachel Talalay (she of 1991’s Tank Girl and a ton of great geeky TV) knows her cinema classics, and I can respect that. She’s also the first and only woman to direct a Freddy film. No wonder the Dr. Who people wanted her.

When John Doe’s home comes crashing down in this film’s version of Kansas, we meet Maggie Burroughs, a kind-hearted soul who works at a nameless inner-city homeless shelter. It’s populated by kids who ran away from nightmares at home: Carlos from an abusive mother, Tracy from a rapist father, Spencer from absentee millionaires who probably pop pills or something. Always with the runaway rich kid in ’90s movies (that old “Prince and the Pauper” thing, I guess). John Doe fits in nicely, seeing as how he shares the same dream as everyone else, the one with a child-murdering psycopath who’s got knives for fingers. Funny how these people always manage to find each other, amirite?

Maggie’s a disgruntled mom to all of them, but they want to run away anyway. Screw the man and his clean beds, Meyer’s stoner rich boy thinks while smoking a joint, and screw free psychological help with motherfucking Parker from Alien (aka Yaphet Kotto, the only name in this Nightmare other than Meyer). Kotto plays Doc, and like every doctor in these films he’s intro dreams. Way intro dreams. It’s about the only thing his character talks about before disappearing for the entire second act and most of the third. Like a lot of stuff in this movie, Doc starts out fine enough, but gets lost in a mix of so much stuff. So much.

John Doe tells Maggie about his dream. In it, he saw a sign for somewhere called Springwood, and whaddaya know, Springwood is right down the street from this unnamed big city. John Doe’s convinced he’s got ties to that town, because goddammit, he can’t remember anything, it’s called amnesia!

He actually says that to Maggie at some point, and John Doe overacts his way to a horror Oscar early on. Later on, he just kind of turns into… a generic ’90s guy. It feels like I’m being a dick to John Doe, but he just wasn’t my favorite, and the film shoehorns a backstory for him that’s more of a rude carpet-pulling than a real twist. He’s probably my least-favorite Nightmare character, and this series had a douche bag like Rod from the original.

Maggie and John Doe load the shelter’s panel van for a field trip to Springwood. Doc told them to, for some reason I can’t remember, and for another reason I can’t remember, our intrepid trio of runaways is riding in the back. Maggie’s pissed, John Doe’s scared, they drive away, there’s a crash, and everyone falls into a clever, Inception-style dream. Soon enough, we learn even Maggie is haunted by disturbing dreams that look more like flashbacks than anything. Flashbacks of a father she never knew. Flashbacks of a ratty red sweater. Wonder what that means…?

The group spends most of the rest of the movie in a shared dream, without the hassle of actually being special, like the kids in Dream Warriors. Remember when Nancy was the only person who knew how to pull Freddy into the real world, or when Alice was cursed with the gift? Doc reminds us it can be done, but everyone in Nightmare 6 does it anyway. So much for a gift.

It’s kind of hard to tell the difference between dream and reality in this one, so after a while, I gave up all hope of tracking the stakes. I didn’t bother getting invested. I counted the beats between death sequences. It was like being on a bad date at Olive Garden, with exhilarating moments of inventive terror between every bite of bottomless bread sticks and boring conversation. Same old, same old, but still delicious.

I even kind of gave up on the plot. It’s a rehashed “only THIS can kill Freddy!” storyline the series has regurgitated since Dream Warriors, with just one lame twist from John Doe. Let’s just say Freddy is searching for his child, and if you’re paying minimal attention, you’ll know who his real child is way before the characters on screen do. I’m not accusing them of being dumb, exactly. I’m just accusing them of being horror-film dumb — the kind of dumb you see coming from a mile away, just like their deaths.

That’s cool and all, but I get why this film killed Freddy. The series needed a rest.

What works
The vivid bizarre-o world of a Freddy nightmare never gets old. The extended dream that eats up most of the film’s middle feels different than anywhere we’ve been before, even though we get locations like Nancy’s home on Elm Street, the high school and good ol’ Elm Street itself. The characters spend time exploring the weird world of Springwood, including a visit to a dead professor who re-explains the myth of Fred Krueger. Is he dream or reality? That’s never explained, but whatever. It’s one of the films few creepy moments.

None of the deaths are taken seriously. None are even dramatic, or tense. Sometimes, they’re played for honest-to-god laughs, and you see the end coming from a mile away. Even the fake-out deaths are inevitable. But it’s still fun to see a stoner get sucked into a Mario vs. Freddy-style video game, complete with arcade “bewp-bewp-bewp”-ing and Krueger as an 8-bit graphic. There’s death by finger knives on a chalkboard — who hasn’t imagined how heinous it would sound? — and death by Atari. Pretty sure that makes four characters killed by televisions in the Nightmare series. Gotta be some kind of horror-film record.

You can’t beat the cameos in Nightmare 6 either. Koto counts as one, since he’s hardly in the film, and even Johnny Depp makes an appearance. Then, in one of the strangest fucking cameos I’ve ever seen, Roseanne Barr and John Goodman appear in Springwood as parents searching for their children. So strange. Oh, and also Iggy Pop wails the closing song, “Freddy’s Dead,” over a tongue-in-cheek photo of Freddy with R.I.P scrawled across the corner.

Call me a sap, but I felt a tear or two well up when Iggy Pop sang, “Do you really think Freddy’s dead?” No I don’t, Iggy. No I don’t.

What sucks
Like I said, it’s easy to see why this film has slipped through the cracks of the Nightmare canon. It takes the same ideas as every film before it, mixes them around a bit, adds completely new characters, and somehow comes out with a movie that feels the same as the fifth Freddy, and the fourth, and the third. Only not as satisfying.

Maybe that’s why Nightmare 6 feels off: I don’t recognize a single character, other than Freddy. It’s too late in the series to invest in new characters. I think it’s why Dream Warriors is so damn good: Nancy, the godmother, returns to train a whole little crew of Freddy-fighting ninjas. The old and the new! I want the same characters in wholly new situations — it works for Star Wars dude —  but this film does the opposite. The old AND the unfamiliar isn’t a good combination for sequel six.

And I’d say Maggie is fine, only that’s not true. The idea behind Maggie is fine, but the way she fits into things feels as shoehorned as John Doe. And the actress who plays Maggie, Lisa Zane, is meh. Same goes for generic ’90s guy. But on the bright side, a lack of stars means Robert Englund gets top billing on the opening credits. Good for Freddy.

It’s been a good, long ride for one of the best horror franchises this side of Halloween. Freddy’s Dead: The Final Nightmare reminds us why horror junkies love the creativity and mythology of Elm Street, without doing a single thing to make us forget the original.


Not a bad film… just no one’s favorite, like at all… like the film version of a fan fic novel, just a bunch of riffs on old ideas
How cute, they thoight this would be the last Freddy film
Starting with a Nietsczhe quote this time
– and yet another hevay-handed thought about the nature of dreams
This time Robert Englund aka Fred himself gets top billing! He deserves it… like getting a longest employee badge at work
Worst first frame EVER (that shitty opening typewriter scrawl and map)
Ahhhhh now we’ve got the dream
Heh love the hopscotch girl in an airplane seat… sitting in front of the old lady who recommends not being a pussy
The 747
– oooh falls back into his home through plane floor and roof… a little Donnie Dario inspiration?
– plenty of Wizard of oz nods
— oh damn ha ha right down to the theme music, And Freddy going by all Wicked witch style
” I’ll get you my.pretty and your little soul too “
… unfortunately Elm street itself hasn’t been too scary since the original… maybe the second too…
— and now we’re getting hit by ghost buses… long scene but not all that scary
Directed by Rachel Talalay
– also the writer! Go girl
Except… can Freddy kidnap people from one place and transport them somewhere else, just cuz they’ve been dreamin?
– like how he plucked him out of a plane and tossed him into Springwood?
Brecken Mayer, playing the pink ass 80s kid with long hair
“Ill put it downstairs with the rest of the arsenal” Says principal when he confiscated Breckens pipe bomb, famous last words
The dead father gang
Shit where do I know.the school.therapist from?
– apparently he’s got a thing for dream therapy
– “you are not.beinf paid to be a dream doctor”
Ah and we also get the legend of “dream demons”
– right before The guy we know from other films shows up asking for caffeine pills or coke, the soda
The doc
She’s dreaming about being a little ragamuffin with pigtails
Guy we know
” tell me who I am” “I won’t tell”
The effects aren’t aging well, like the disappearing staircase
Well… the padded room dream was kinda creepy until the shitty actor is shitty
Dun duuuuin sharing dreams with the dog
“WHY can’t anyone talk about anything but dreams around here?” Ummm… core concept?
Woooooo road trip to springwood! In the rape van!
So The Dead Daddy Gangs plan was to drive away in a van
– and for some reason they’re at a town fair now
Ah, It’s a homeless shelter. Didn’t get that I guess
Ah and now a childless town because “It’s a town fair and there are no kids here”
– maybe start of shared dream??
Hejeheejehe “I can relax you with these two fingers… puncture you in the heart”
– yeah that’swhat she means to do with two fingers
“You’re fucked” written on a map
– sums up how I feel with city road maps
You can’t fault them for just going balls to the wall and making two thirds of the movie a dream… been heading that direction anyway
Welcome to Freddy 101″
Sez prof at springwood high
– 1493 Freddy sailed across the sea
– 1966 “this is when they took away his child”
” Freddy had a kid… he had a kid”
– and so…. I guess that’s why Fred Krueger steals children’s souls these days: cuz someone took his kid?
“This place makes the shelter look like the Ritz “
Carlos falling asleep… DREAM WITHIN A DREAM!!
– inception before inception, nice
FIRST DEATH: death by super hearing
Carlos dreams of mama
– she’s gonna clean out his ears for him!
– shit that’s how he went deaf
– Freddy cuts his ear off… throws him out tenement window onto fire escape…
– fun scene with the silence… only a heartbeat and breathing
– also… Fred Krueger is a dick with the scratching nails
Wonder if Spencer gets killed by a tv… like sobmany of his brethren…
DREAM 4 and 5
SECOND DEATH: death by atari
-kicks off with Depp himself giving a “this is your brain on drugs” monologue
– heh and now he’s getting sucked into.the TV to Inna Gada Da Vita
– Freddy vs Mario: The video game
– almost better than the comic book dream from Nightmare 5
– “wake him up” “I can’t, he’s too wasted”
– John, or whoever the kid is, let’s the blonde girl knock him out and into a dream… and then she just meditates her way into a dream
– “Waddaya know, I beat my high score”
SECOND DEATH: death by falling onto pin bed
John’s caught in a dream loop
“Nothing is going to make me get off this bed” As Fred sets it on fire
– but sure why not I’m digging the Wizard of Oz allusions and callbacks
***** when John discovers he’s not Freddy’s son, she’s got a daughter*****
“IT’S not a boy, it’s a… grrrllll….”
“He didn’t just kill Carlos and the others… he erased them”
– except John doe comes to Maggie in a dream and says “It’s not a boy”
Maggie’s revelation
Freddy calls her Katherine… must’ve been her little girl with pigtails name
– she discovers his basement and cellar
“Every town has an elm street”
THIRD DEATH: she lives!
Tracy back home with daddy
Daddy is real creepy n gross…
– “Come on, give daddy some honey”
At least she gets to take out some of her frustration… pounds his face into a pancake with coffee urn…
And then she starts kung fu-ing him
– “Kung fu this bitch!”
Gets out, runs to talk with doc… Maggie is there somehow….
Doc goes into a dream
Therapist beats the poop outta Freddy with a baseball bat
“Sticks and stones may break my bones, but nothing will ever kill me”
— and he gives us a little rundown of the ways people.have tried to kill him
— “they even tried holy water”
Apparently “the dream people” gave Freddy his job
His plan: do the same damn thing Nancy did.waaaaaaay back when
Wait… does this film actually have a character IN THE FILM explain why you should wear 3D glasses?
– no shame no shame
– but I still kinda want 3D glasses for when we dive inside Freddy’s beau brain…
Maggie descends into madness aka Fred Kruegers brain
— aka2 his memories
— aka3 a little recap of Krueger family history including a wife he apparently had
– which looks a lot like a hallway… FROM.HELL
– again wish I had those 3D glasses
Apparently young Freddy killed pet mice with hammers
And had a dad who beat him with a belt
Maggie vs Freddy showdown
Father vs daughter
Fight for the Finger Knives
One dirty fighter vs another  (she bites his nose and fingers off)
Also… Maggie can use every last one of the weapons in the confiscated arsenal
Oh Jesus “Go.ahead, put it on, it’s in your blood ” when Maggie tries on the Finger Knives
“Happy Father’s Day” Maggie Krueger, after meeting her dad in real life and promptly shoving his finger knives and a pipe bomb in his stomach
“Freddy’s Dead” by Iggy Pop!!!
– comes after Maggie says final words of the film: “Freddy’s dead”
– final lyric of song: “do you really think fressya dead?” As an image if Fred with red RIP flashes across screen

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