Freddy's Dead: The Final Nightmare (1991)Evil has finally met its match.
The kills in Freddy's Dead are quite predictable and no more original than any other slasher of the era and they seem to have been constructed around one-liners devoid of any cleverness which are often just a statement of the obvious while Freddy laps up the camera time. Yes.. he plays to the camera and makes quips to the viewer in a style more befitting of Ren and Stimpy with the only difference being there seems to be some talented writers behind the Chihuahua and cat duo. Rachel Talalay, writer and director of Freddy's Dead should have made more of an effort being that she was involved with most of the movies from the inception of Elm Street but instead relies on using the common slasher cookie cutter rather than setting the trends for the problem children of the horror industry to follow.
The storyline crowbars Freddy into another situation where he can kill children, tries to explain his origins and tries to explain his supernatural powers so he can be killed forever without the chance of a sequel. Enter stage left numerous Crayola-by-numbers slasher clichés and the perfect excuse to avoid coherent story... namely 3-D.
Oh no... a stoner as stereotyped by people who have never smoked anything stronger than Silk Cut Menthol... will he die in a drug induced crazy trip with the power of LSD, triggered by smoking a tiny spliff?
Oh no... Freddy was bullied and had Daddy issues, plus he used to hurt small animals. Could that be what warped him?
Oh no... Freddy is powered by evil CGI demons (who are seemingly powered by special effects used in From Beyond). Can they be stopped?
Surely only a hand to hand fist-fight can answer these questions.
That's about it for storyline; Freddy finds a way to keep killing children after he has wiped out the whole of Springfie... errr... Springwood, one such child realises that Freddy managed to fire a fertile one and that they are connected by a family tree, the age old hat-stealing trick as pioneered by Nancy is used to pull Fred into reality and he gets his butt kicked from here to wherever the fuck people traditionally get their butts kicked to.
Freddy's Dead seems like a rushed attempt to draw a line under the franchise and milk a few dollars more from a beautiful concept that has been led astray by money grabbing corporations. Freddy needed to die in 1987 as by 1991 he was way past his prime and a bit of a recreant. In the scheme of things A Nightmare on Elm Street 6 is no worse than many slashers of the same decade but it fails to stand out among what was mostly a mass-produced, no-effort genre consisting of a weak premise, a kooky bad guy and some ironic deaths of teens who deserve to die because they are fucking stupid and a danger to the gene pool. The main reason this is so disappointing is because the concept and the original Elm Street movie was an innovation in horror that bust into the mainstream, Freddy and the whole dream/reality confusion was such a great idea that could have lasted up until part 6 if only a little more effort had been made and Freddy had been kept away from cheap comedy clubs. Bonus points for the sly Jonny Depp cameo but points are deducted for cartoon noises, playing to the camera and for the fact that nightmares have ceased to become scary.