It's at least debatable that some of these guys couldn't help it. Like yeah, you shouldn't slaughter innocent people with various instruments of violence, but you also have to consider what their home lives must've been like. Does Freddie Kruger choose to haunt people's dreams? I literally don't know, I'm seriously asking.
The only one that might have a legitimate argument is Freddy. He was burned to death by a vigilante mob after being "cleared" by the justice system. So one could understand his need for revenge. (Just ignore the fact that he really was a child killer and only got off on a technicality)
Jason has some legitimacy, he was killing camp councilors, as a) they let him die, and b) one killed his mom, who also killed camp councillors who let Jason die
Look, I feel like you might wanna cook your jets with Freddie, he was a pedophile or something. Or maybe he just murdered kids. Mrs. Voorhees was at least getting a twisted form of vindication for the negligence that led to Jason’s death and depending on your interpretation of the ending may have been literally told by Jason’s spirit to do it.
Why is it, I wonder, that society frowns upon my actions when all I do is bring justice to the fore? Why is it that when a teenager transgresses, they are merely given a slap on the wrist, yet when I, Freddy Krueger, take matters into my own hands, I am the monster?Isn’t it peculiar how these youngsters roam the streets at night, unchecked, unchallenged, while I lurk in the shadows, branded the villain? I merely expose the darkness within them, a reflection of their own misdeeds, yet I am the one hunted. Isn’t there a hint of hypocrisy in that?I question the very fabric of this so-called justice. Where does the true evil lie? In the heart of a misunderstood avenger, or in the actions of unruly teens who threaten the very fabric of societal norms?Why does society choose to coddle these miscreants while condemning me? I am but a mirror to their misdeeds, a harbinger of consequences long overdue. Is it not fair to say that I am the embodiment of justice, veiled in a nightmarish guise?And yet, I am the one to be feared? The one to be hunted? Oh, the irony that drips from the blades of my fingers, as they long to carve the truth into the hearts of those who dare defy the balance.Isn’t it worth pondering, who is the real monster here? Just asking questions.
Me and my partner never really watched any horror movies, and now, when nearing our 40’s, we’ve been watching at least one classic every day. So far the best have been Scream, Color Out of Space and Aliens. So many to watch still before the month ends.
Evil Dead’s a good series for what you’re doing. The first one is peak no-budget horror that hints at Sam Raimi’s style. The second is why everyone remembers the name. The third is good stupid fun.
The Ring is plain horror. Bleak visuals, intense tone, flawless audio, fucked up a microgeneration. A+, would recommend. Heavily localized from a Japanese original in a way that feels… domestic. It’s why movies like The Grudge got remade for Americans, but the only hint it’s foreign was that it’s not about real estate.
Might I encourage you to watch the scariest game never made? Or maybe a newer cult favorite? Its my opinion that first person game horror has surpassed film horror, if only because it requires you to be invested in surviving.
Film horror and game horror can both be compared to a roller coaster.
With film horror you ride the coaster and everything flows exactly as intended by the creator, it starts up, it climbs slowly, and drops accordingly to a set time. It’s beautiful, it works and everyone loves roller coasters.
With game horror, you have start it up, you make it climb slowly, and you push yourself past the drop. And all that metaphorical mumbo jumbo doesn’t even account for the survival aspect involved in most horror games, which often involve intense jump scares.
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