Lo and behold, this person started walking around the cinema.  He then sat in the row behind me.  I glanced back to find that he looked exactly like Freddy (with the make up and hat).  At the same time, he put his “claws” over the chair and onto my shoulder.  He then shone a torch in my face and asked me if I was scared.

I guess I was.  I didn’t know what was going on.  Was this guy paid by the movie distributors to do this mid-movie?  Or was this just some nut who’d escaped from the mental asylum.  I hope it’s the former option but I’m yet to have this confirmed.

My point is that this was the scariest part of the movie.  The fact that someone was paid (I think) to scare the yawning audience during the screening says it all.  This isn’t like Paranormal Activity – a film which can stand on its own two feet as a “sends a shiver down your spine” horror flick.  This was a vastly inferior remake of what is one of cinema’s classic films.

Most will already know the story.  A group of high school students are having very bad nightmares.  Every time they fall asleep, they see a creepy looking guy named Freddy who is trying to kill them with his razor sharp claws.  These are no ordinary dreams however.  If Freddy get his hands on them, they not only die in the dreams but also in real life.

These teenagers realise the only way they can avoid Freddy is by staying awake.  As you can see, it’s a flawed plan.  It’s only a matter of time before their eyes close and Freddy appears.

Some will die.  Some will live.  There’s scary music and a few false alarms.  It’s just your standard, every day horror movie.  The dialogue from Freddy was laughable.  Was this supposed to be a comedy?  I overhead a member of the audience say on leaving the cinema – “that’s the last time I’m accepting tickets to a free movie.”  That pretty much sums it up.