Slumber Party Massacre II ★★★★½

practically halfway between Elm Street and Scream in its skeleton, but moderately uncategorizable in the eccentricities of its execution....pastel dreamland suburbia gives way into the empty desertifying frontier nightmare of endlessly iterable americana, and ptsd nightmares go from haunting your sex dreams to dancing a so-phallic-it's-not-phallic anymore symbol into your friends' major organs....also like 45 minutes of it is just girls in cute outfits hanging out and taking care of their psychotic, overstimulated traumatized best of the strangest slashers i've ever seen like, pull it off, you know? also if david lynch didnt have this somewhere in his head going into fire walk with me/the return i'll eat my entire hat

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