My Soul To Take
Wes Craven helmed horror flick.
Pretty tame and a relatively lame concept. Dead schizophrenic murderer kills wife and dies on the way to the hospital? Or does he?
Will give Wes credit because I wasn't sure who was possessed or if murderer man actually had survived until the denoument.
Will deduct credit from Wes for playing politically correct culture bingo and making sure he included every stereotype in the book: Dumb jock, blonde bimbo with a good heart being led astray by the mean girl, the angry goth chick, the nerdy doofus who has a bad home life, the black guy, the handicapped guy (who was also the black guy), the chinese guy, the misunderstood nerd and the religious zealot.
Wes gets a serious plus for casting Zena Grey's hair. She wasn't much of an actress but her amazing red mane was a star in its own right.
Didn't contain the teenaged punch of Wes' Freddy Krueger films, it lacked the mystique of the Serpent and the Rainbow and it wasn't as much campy fun as Scream.
It was just a typical teen horror film that I probably would have enjoyed a lot more if I were still 17 and snuggled up to a girl who was going to jump every time the music crescendoed.