Legends Never Die, posted at LJ and posted at Dreamwidth by fan_eunice/fan_eunice - Nightmare on Elm Street - I'm still kind of watching and thinking about how much this one just gets to me. The beginning is brilliant, and the narrative is--IDK. Like, unsettling.
Which is why one day I want a challenge done just for horror movies; I mean, don't get me wrong, for a movie buff there is meaning in tons of movies, but I hate and fear horror movies as much as I'm drawn to them. Wait, going under cut, please watch before reading because I don't think this is a vid that I'm interpreting as pretty much anyone else would.
sisabet reviews it in comments here and is probably the best walkthrough you're going to get.
I have a thing for horror movies; I can't watch them. I try. Every so often, I sit down with a new one, a good one, and I watch it, and I pay for it with nightmares for six months. Not sleeping nightmares either; I get them because I'm prone to insomnia and three in the morning, I can't even get out of bed sometimes I'm so damn sure something is under there. I get hit with this shit in the bathroom, okay, these things follow me. Everywhere. If I ended up in a horror movie, I'd die of a heart attack before the first half ended; I am that freaked out by them.
So what I can't watch, I read; I internalize written horror differently, no idea why, and the effect is less powerful, but it's there. All of them. I know the basics of most major horror movies in the last fifty years if they have a coherent working mythology, because that's what makes them stay. Fuck Hostel and Saw; I'll defend Jason Versus Freddy until the end of goddamn time even though it's stupid and horrible because the mythology of horror is so huge that it doesn't even matter. Hostel and Saw are horrible and give me the gross out and occasional obsessive flashback to how people die in horrible ways; The Ring will follow me until the day I die.
Humans are scary, but you can kill them, eventually. But what do you do with something that isn't human, may not even be sentient, doesn't see you at all and doesn't share the basics of human existence with you? Even a sociopath has to breathe, eat, sleep. Serial killers are terrifying because they don't value human life in the basic way most of us do; they're still human. Freddy, Jason, goddamn Cthulhu, anything appearing in Hellraiser (which dear God would I kill for someone to vid the sexual psychodynamics of that one and why that one has an entire subtext that makes the victims more unsettling that the monsters, but I'm not sure I could watch it with the entire--skinning thing. Maybe careful editing? But Jesus. What a rush). Humanity scares us in that they are like us; monsters scare us because they can never be us and what the fuck do you do with something that has it's own rules and doesn't even have to follow those?
But I have a thing for them, because they do this thing that is unspoken but crystal clear if you watch them enough; there is no win in horror. It is a standing engagement that you can only hope not to lose. That's it. This time, this one fight, this one moment, that's all you have and may be all you have, and the inevitability of it in the end usually hits me the hardest; sure, he's dead now, but he'll be back. There aren't any rules a monster has to follow. He can break them all. And you have to do it again, even if the next time, it won't be you. Or worse, it might be; there are second chances in horror to fight if you don't lose. There is no win. Every time.
I don't read horror because I'm hot for hopeless causes, though sometimes I love them, too. I read it because they're the only genre ever created that has this one absolute at the end; fight it anyway. Fuck realistic expectation of surviving something that never eats, never dies, never sleeps, never rests, never; fuck that in the end, everyone before you gave everything they had and died anyway; fuck that this time he's gone but he's going to come back, no idea when or where and it will start over again and you may have to fight again and everything that happened before won't help what will happen now. Fight anyway. And if you can't, if this time you lose, if this was the one time you couldn't stand up any longer--someone else will. Someone else will. They won't win either, but this time, this one time, they also won't lose.
The beginning of this vid was utterly gorgeous, but it's the theme of repeating history that really gets to me, as each victim fights over and over and every time he dies, he comes back. He always come back. And there's always someone to fight him, even then, and in the end, always, no matter what, someone will kill him.
Perfect pacing, and pretty damn perfect scene choice, using suspense and innuendo better than the movies ever did, starting with the the beginning, the origin of Freddy, and moving through with a slowly building tension that explodes into violence, quick and shocking and more horrifying for being only glimpses, moments ripped from time, rolling back to something not calmer, but slightly less frantic and something more like inevitability--the ways he died, and came back, and in the end, he's only a shadow hovering for long, painful moment because yeah. It's not over. It will never be over. It can't be over until everyone's dead, and monsters don't follow any rules; they don't die. But someone will always be there to fight him.
I have a very complicated relationship with horror. Suffice to say, I love this vid like no words to describe.
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