A Passion of Mine: Horror Movies
Originally published at Morbid Romantic. You can comment here or there.
I am an avid and passionate horror movie watcher. There is little else more satisfying than a lazy night spent in front of the television watching horror movies and/or horror television series’. I admit that I am very picky about my horror movies; I won’t watch a lot of the new ones that come out that are filled with teen stars and boring cliches. When I watch a horror movie, I want it to be good. The Scream series? Crap. The American versions of the Grudge? More crap. You see where I am going with this.
One of my most favorite series is the Nightmare on Elm Street franchise. Alfee even bought me the complete box set, 3D glasses and all, as a gift. It’s one of my most special possessions because I had been dying to have it for so long.
I have watched the boxset many, many times since I’ve gotten it. I think that I would go into a state of depression if something happened to it and I lost it. I need Freddy. Not only is he an icon of icons, but he is a part of my childhood. You see, I didn’t have parents that shielded me from horror movies and violent images. As a result, nothing you could show me on TV could scare me.
But no one told me that they were doing a remake of A Nightmare on Elm Street. From the time they began announcing remakes, first with Halloween and next with both Friday and 13th and Hellraiser, I began to hope beyond hope that no one would touch A Nightmare on Elm Street. It’s too sacred, too much of a classic to tarnish or try to redo. There’s nothing wrong with the original (or the original of Hellraiser, for that matter)! I went to the Internet Movie Database to check out anything they had on the remake and the message board was alive with people suggesting cast members. Like Billy Bob Thorton. I kid you not. That guy with a horrible Southern accent as Freddy Kruger. It’s sacrilege. I don’t have anything against Billy Bob, I just don’t think he would fit the role of a horror movie icon.
It won’t be Freddy without that look, that laugh.
How am I going to handle seeing my favorite horror movie series reduced to the standards of modern horror? It’s going to be awful. I predict pure awfulness complete with a soundtrack full of bands like Metro Station and My Chemical Romance. I’ll just die. I’ll boycott and then I’ll die.
And I am SO going to collect the comic books as soon as I have a little bit of money. EBay, you’re on. Don’t fail me now.