Kerry Maxwell’s review published on Letterboxd:
I could be bounded in a nutshell, and count myself a king of infinite space, were it not that I have bad dreams. — Hamlet (and some kid in A Nightmare on Elm Street).
There is now a certain quaint charm to A Nightmare on Elm Street, but I certainly remember when this was heady stuff. The distinguishing appeal at the time was that the teenage characters were likable and reasonably well-drawn, but the gore and gross-out FX were pretty thrilling as well. Hollywood effects have moved on, but there are still too few likable characters in your average horror film.
Mr. Krueger has become part of our collective unconscious, and the film that put him on the horror map holds up pretty well thirty years later.