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Never Sleep Again: Elm Street and the Dawn of Krueger

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Awakening Wes Craven’s once in a lifetime creation

From the moment Charles Bernstein’s seething synthesizer sinks to the pit of your stomach, you know you’re in for something special. What we see onscreen is different somehow. It is dank and grungy and saturated with a sense of palpable terror. We hear heavy-breathing, more perverse than your standard stalk-and-slash drivel. Instead of following some unseen POV presence, we step into the shoes of a young girl and wander as she does, falling deeper into the bowels of a wretched boiler room as the cackles grow and a teasing shadow haunts the periphery of our imagination. The music, now an off-key lullaby, scrawls its way across your nervous system. Without so much as a glimpse at one of horror’s most iconic monsters, a colossal star is born.

The year is 1984 and the slasher sub-genre has grown fiercely insipid, each lazily conceived copycat killer plundering through the motions as batches of teenage fodder succumb to the kind of suspense-repelling screenplays producers crave. Even the indomitable Jason Voorhees, for years the sex and summer camp poster boy, is about to hang-up his machete for what, at least back then, was promoted as his Final Chapter. Mainstream horror has long-since abandoned its sense of invention, and it is perhaps because of this that Wes Craven’s A Nightmare on Elm Street is passed from studio-to-studio without so much as a bite. New Line Cinema are a struggling company stumbling from one production to the next, but producer Robert Shaye decides to take a punt on Craven’s unique concept at the risk of his entire company. He, for one, sees something special.

A Nightmare On Elm Street Tina and Freddy

Flash-forward a decade and Craven is attempting to salvage his once in a lifetime creation with meta-infused Scream blueprint, Wes Craven’s New Nightmare. Conversely, New Line Cinema is doing rather well for itself having reaped the rewards for a spate of increasingly cynical sequels that have transformed Krueger into both a commercial superstar and a franchise-threatening self-parody. When we think of Krueger all these years later, it is hard to recall just how terrifying Robert Englund’s fritter-faced monster initially was, but we should remember, because in spite of a few sequel-setting hiccups the original A Nightmare on Elm Street is one of the finest horror movies ever put to celluloid. Period. No, it can’t be compared to the likes of The Exorcist or The Shining — very different movies that warrant infinitesimal interpretation — but what it does it does better than anything else. It is sitting pretty at the top of its conceptual field.

Nancy: [speaking to Glen] Whatever you do… don’t fall asleep.

Before Krueger descended into the realms of mythos-crushing caricature, he was sliced from a very different cloth. Actor Robert Englund dripped with sadistic relish as the dream-bound child killer, his gunslinger stance and deviant giggle serving up a whole different brand of terror. He didn’t so much pursue as he did dance you around in circles, toying with his victims in a way that had not been seen in the oversaturated realms of slasherdom. He wasn’t fierce or physically intimidating. Nor was he the kind of seek-and-destroy killer who would dispose of you with one brutish blow. For him, the thrill is in the foreplay. His evil knows no mercy.

As a marquee character, Freddy ticks all the commercial boxes. His horribly disfigured face — first conceived by make-up artist David Miller as he played with a pizza while working on James Cameron’s Aliens — is the kind of ingenious creation most horror movies can only dream of. It’s amazing to think that Miller viewed A Nightmare on Elm Street as a lesser job that required much less attention. The creation of Krueger’s costume is also an interesting story that again happened quite organically. His tatty fedora and filthy striped jumper were inspired by a Krueger-esque vagrant spied from Craven’s apartment window as a child growing up in Cleveland, Ohio. Speaking to author Thommy Hutson for his self-published book Never Sleep Again: The Elm Street Legacy, Craven would recall, “It was a man in an overcoat and a sort of fedora hat. Somehow he sensed that someone was watching, and he looked right up and into my eyes. The thing that struck me most about that man was that he had a lot of malice in his face. He also had this sort of sick sense of humour about how delightful it was to terrify a child.”

A Nightmare On Elm Street Krueger

Freddy would also need a weapon to set him apart from the plethora of Michael Myers clones slashing the genre into extinction. His weapon of choice would be fashioned from a set of stainless steel knives that would be attached to his fingers with a custom-made glove, an idea that came to Craven as he searched for “the earliest weapon that mankind might’ve been afraid of.” It is the intimacy of Krueger’s razor-fingered eyesore that makes it so intrusive. When he uses the weapon to penetrate the flesh of his victims, it becomes a phallic extension of the character’s evil that is almost sensual — a deeply troubling notion for a child killer — the act of the kill the ejaculation that follows the foreplay. As a symbol of the character’s perverse sexual nature, Freddy’s glove is easily the most iconic the genre has to offer. His slasher peers may have an unseemly taste for teen-oriented slaughter, but it is usually based on an aversion to the sexual. Krueger is an altogether different animal. He is a monster in every sense of the word.

But for all those winning elements, the man in the costume is the most valuable asset for making Freddy the unique character that he is. The likes of Jason and Michael Myers have been recast many times over, but try separating Englund from Krueger at your peril. New Line Cinema tried as much back in 1985 when the actor demanded what was considered too much money for starring in the sequel. With a whole new crew embracing the project in the absence of Craven, it is easy to understand their logic. For the reasons already mentioned, the Krueger character was unique enough in its own right. I mean, how much of a difference could a faceless actor make? The answer was a lot, something Freddy’s Revenge director Jack Sholder would quickly realise having attempted to work with a replacement for an exceedingly short period. It didn’t matter that New Line had to admit defeat and renege on their decision in an industry fuelled by ego, Englund was soon back strutting his stuff having proven just how valuable he was to their budding franchise. New Line Cinema was once dubbed ‘the house that Freddy built’. If that is indeed the case, then Englund was the foreman to Craven’s architect.

The Krueger character and his portrayer aside, it is Craven’s game-changing concept that makes A Nightmare on Elm Street such a wonderful piece of horror cinema, and you wonder how nobody thought of it earlier. Krueger — a real-life monster burned to death by vengeful Elm Street residents — is back to stalk their children in the one place they can’t protect them: their dreams. Great horror thrives on claustrophobia and isolation, and you can’t get more isolated than your dreams, an imaginary realm largely beyond our control and often inescapable. There is nothing more personal or private than a person’s dreams, and when the nature of those dreams is determined by an omnipotent evil beset on tenderising you for the slaughter, there is no bigger violation. It’s not like you can get on a plane and flee the vicinity. Instead, you are forced to torture yourself by staving off sleep. Rest is an essential part of every person’s life. Starved of it we become weak and disorientated, bound by the laws of our very nature. Whether you are awake or dreaming, the threat of Krueger looms large.

A Nightmare On Elm Street Krueger and Nancy

The idea of a killer stalking kids in their dreams came to Craven while reading an article in the LA Times about an Asian boy who literally died as the result of a nightmare. The kid in question, a refugee from the Cambodian genocide, was terrified of sleep for fear that he would be attacked in his dreams and never wake up. As a result the boy forced himself to stay awake for two days, even hiding a coffee machine in his closet, before ultimately succumbing to the inevitable trappings of nature. He would never dream again. “I just thought, wow,” Craven would say. “It literally brought tears to my eyes because here’s a guy who has a vision that’s accurate, but it’s so unusual that it seems like it’s part of some sort of madness.” It is this notion that underpins A Nightmare on Elm Street. Who would ever believe that dreams had the capacity to kill? Who in their right mind would entertain a person’s forewarnings about such a likelihood?

The key to A Nightmare on Elm Street‘s effectiveness is that you are never sure if what you are experiencing are dreams or reality. Craven pays close attention to the mind-bending unrealities of slumber, and particularly the purgatorial place in-between, that moment when we are at our most vulnerable. Whether it’s Krueger’s leering impression in the wall above Nancy’s bed or the moment when his claw appears between her legs as she drifts in and out of slumber in the bathtub, the blurred delineations establish a sense of uncertainty that leaves us feeling ill at ease. We’ve all had that feeling when dreams seem to cross over into reality and you wonder if it was in fact real, or when you know you are dreaming but are still unable to determine your fate. When Nancy asks Glen to keep watch while she enters her dreams in search of Krueger, her sleeping friend joins her in that realm, and she accepts his claim that he is still awake and watching, in spite of the glaringly obvious.

The dream world is a blank and lawless canvas for a horror movie, resulting in a surreal and detached experience that shifts between the everyday and the abstract with an ambiguity that allows us to further invest in the Elm Street kids and their perilous predicament. When Jason’s latest victim wanders senselessly into the darkened woods and begins tripping over, we perceive the character as stupid and look upon them with knowing derision. With A Nightmare on Elm Street it is different. The characters are drawn to their peril not by stupidity or contrivance, but by a universal weakness we can all relate to. Who hasn’t in their dreams wandered helplessly in search of something or been unable to run away for reasons which defy logic? Who hasn’t witnessed one face blend into another, or looked on with seeming indifference as one scene merges seamlessly with the next? The fun Craven has exploiting such fears is truly inspired. The scene where Tina goes outdoors in search of an unknown presence breaks down those elements that makes the dream world such an intangible place. The way she accepts her unreal environment, all incongruous whispers and nonlinear events, is a universal experience we can all relate to.

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The characters in A Nightmare on Elm Street have issues beyond the context of their peril. Characterisation is notoriously peripheral in the realm of slasher flicks, but each of Krueger’s targets are vulnerable in their own distinctive way, resulting in a cast of victims who are rich in conflict. We have our bubbly, wild child in Krueger’s first victim, Tina (Amanda Wyss), a naive teenager who is drawn to danger like a moth to a fire and gets more than her juvenile heart bargained for. She may have all the hallmarks of a standard stalk-and-slash victim, but there is a tragic depth to her that is lacking in the majority of slasher productions. Bad boy, Rod (Jsu Garcia), is more than just a wild fling. He makes her feel secure at a time of deep uncertainty, her so-called sins a byproduct of teenage angst and alienation. Rod, too, is the kind of teenage rebel whose insecurities see him isolated from society, making him the perfect pawn for Tina’s murder as Krueger looks to remain anonymous for long enough to cherry-pick his victims. He isn’t the vile delinquent many have him pegged for, but thanks to Krueger’s sadistic ways he soon will be, and no one could be blamed for thinking as much. The borderline-soporific Glen, played by an exceedingly young Johnny Depp, is a quiet, unassuming kid who refuses to accept the existence of his ethereal predator, and who is therefore easy prey. Then we have Heather Langenkamp’s inimitable Nancy, a sweet-faced child of divorce living with the stink of her alcoholic mother as Krueger’s legacy continues to hang over the community in ways which are never confronted.

Nancy: Fingernails? That’s amazing, you saying that. It made me remember the dream I had last night.

Tina: What’d you dream?

Nancy: I dreamed about this guy in a dirty red and green sweater.

Tina: But what about the fingernails?

Nancy: He scraped his fingernails along things. Actually, they were more like finger-knives or something, something he made himself. Anyway, they made this horrible sound. [imitates screeching sound]

Tina: Nancy. You dreamed about the same creep I did, Nancy.

Glen: That’s impossible.

Nancy is perhaps the most resourceful final girl of the entire era. Not only does she survive Freddy’s onslaught, she actively tracks him down as she attempts to pull him out of the dream world and into reality, an environment that provides her with a fairer playing field. Nancy sets about understanding her pursuer’s weakness, her fear diminishing as she begins to see past his gruesome embellishments, and by the end of the movie she has turned her back on Krueger completely, knowing that without her fear he is little more than a figment of her imagination. When you take everything into consideration: the isolation, the obstacle of adult delusion, the hopelessness of her predicament and the manner in which she overcomes it, it is hard to recall a slasher heroine as strong or as determined as she is, or a teenage cast who possess such richness.

As unique as A Nightmare on Elm Street is, it is still a slasher by nature, and though the movie relies largely on its originality, Craven is smart enough to understand his audience and the explicit elements that fans of the genre had come to expect. In spite of the rapid decline of the slasher during the early 1980s, practical effects maestros such as Tom Savini were creative enough to generally justify the price of admission, but due to ‘Nightmare’s’ dreamworld setting, mechanical special effects designer Jim Doyle had his work cut out for him, and he didn’t disappoint. There are some extremely graphic moments in A Nightmare on Elm Street, but their inventive nature and the ingenuity of their execution elevates them above those of your standard slasher. Some were simple, and some were anything but, but almost all of them were fresh and awe-inspiring, particularly considering the budget at hand. The fact that Doyle and his crew had to build an unmotorised, rotating room in order to pull off Tina’s excruciating, ceiling-bound death highlights the level of commitment that went into making the movie a success, while the simple process of stretching spandex across a hole and having Freddy press against it resulted in one of the most visually stunning scenes of the era. Glen’s death, inspired by the infamous elevator scene from Stanley Kubrick’s The Shining, is still one of the most memorable the genre has to offer, one punctuated by a geyser of blood that took 80 gallons of water mixed with red paint to pull off.

A Nightmare On Elm Street Freddy and Nancy

It is this kind of ingenuity that makes A Nightmare on Elm Street feel fresh, not tired, inspired, not cynical, and when the credits roll you know you have experienced something like never before. Krueger is a once in a lifetime creation, the irrepressible star of a movie with the kind of seminal concept that is impossible to replicate. For most people, A Nightmare on Elm Street falls a little short when it comes to the very cream of the horror crop, but I have to disagree. The movie may be flawed — thanks in large part to a sequel-setting ending which, although nicely executed, lacks clarity and assertiveness — but this was a decision beyond the director’s control. Craven wanted his finest creation to be a one-shot deal, and he and Shaye would compromise by combining their endings, a settlement which perhaps jeopardised the movie’s masterpiece status. Money may have won out in the end, but the reality is, very few films have had this kind of impact on the genre as a whole, and it is difficult to recall a horror as fresh or as inventive, while Craven’s craft, ingenuity and understanding of what makes an audience tick has never been keener.

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  1. What a fascinating insight into the creation and Freddy Krueger’s character and on screen persona. Wes Craven’s nightmarish creation is still every bit as powerful and shocking now as it was on the original films release. I think its testament to everyone involved who brought this horror icon to the screen, the sheer inventiveness and ingenuity of these horror movies proves you don’t need mega budgets and lashings of CGI to make a memorable film or character a success.

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    1. Hi, Paul. Thanks for the kind words. I agree. CGI can be spectacular and those who work on it no doubt work just as hard but nothing beats human experimentation and ingenuity. Some of the finest moments in movies came from filmmakers having to wing it. Just look at Michael Myers’ mask, made from a William Shatner mask with the eyes cut out. If that mask was created using CGI, they never would have achieved that improbably iconic look. Since CGI is technology with boundaries you can’t look outside the box so to speak.

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      1. I totally agree. CGI has its place, but it can’t hold a candle to the creative vision of a good writer and director. Practical effects still look the best as well, just can’t be bettered IMOP. Films like The Thing, Hellraiser, Halloween, and the Exorcist all had great stories and effects. But it was the creative vision of everyone involved that really made them into the all time classics that we know and love so much.


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