I've been putting this off. Not so much because I don't want to review this movie, but completion of this review sets me up for watching Freddy Vs Jason, which is something I never wanted to do again.
Anyway, this movie's kind of "meh." Like the last one, there's stuff that I liked and stuff that I didn't like. It's kind of cool that even though they said they were done, they decided to make the seventh film this weird kind of metafiction about Heather Langenkamp. See, it turns out that this ancient demon that murders people in their dreams has been subdued for years because he's entertained by Freddy movies. Now that the franchise is dead, he's back to murdering (in the form of Freddy) unless Wes can make one more killer movie to stop it.
There was an underlying self-awareness about the franchise's popularity and its fans that was pretty cool. It was also cool to see cameos by a lot of New Line guys and actors from previous films. It's also the first film of the franchise directed by a veteran director (Craven was fairly green when he made the original).
Which also works against it. As great as the directing is, it comes off as pretentious. It doesn't have that fun slasher vibe that the other ones do. Makes it kind of long to watch. Also, this is one of those cases where less is less. They don't show Freddy in the dreams very much. I guess Craven was going for a more realistic feel, which doesn't really work, and the overexposure of Freddy in the final scene negates that anyway. And Dylan mentions several times that Rex (his stuffed dinosaur) protects him from Freddy. This leads me to believe that Freddy is fighting a T-Rex in the dream world. That would make an awesome movie. Also, (I said this before), I don't want to see a movie about a little kid. What am I, The Pope?
In the end, they stab Freddy in the tongue and burn him in an oven. Just like Dylan's favorite story, Hansel and Gretel.
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