In
the last great renaissance of horror movies, roughly 1978 to 1888, we saw the
emergence of a new kind of monster: the masked maniac, and they were legion.
Inspired largely by the movies on this list, a horde of second, third, and
fourth tier quickie, no-budget films literally spewed out of Hollywood like a
Tom Savini neck wound, muddying the waters and diluting the quality, and
incidentally, setting the bar for horror for a generation of people.
Sympathetic monsters, like Frankenstein and poor Larry Talbot, were right out.
In its place was the mute, force of nature, hulking menace wielding gardening
implements straight out of the Sears and Roebuck catalog.
At
the time, there was an emerging body of scholarship devoted to these films, and
I readily tracked down whatever I could. Most of the popular opinion regarding
the newfound fascination with horror was divided between the appeal of the
Grand Guignol, or theater of blood, from Victorian France, and a resurgence of
the kind of morality play that was performed during the Reformation and
eventually transmogrified into fairie tales, proverbs, and in the 20th century,
urban myths. Essentially, the gist of the story was this: good girls are
spared, and bad girls get punished. The good are spared, and the wicked get
what’s coming to them. An eye for an eye, literally.
All
of this was gleefully, if not consciously, sublimated into films like The Driller Killer, Prowler, Maniac, Pieces, and one of the all-time cult
classics, Sleepaway Camp, a film that
almost made my top 5 list. It was the age of Fangoria, and these movies were meat and potatoes for the masses.
Then
came the sequels...and oh god, the sequels...and no, really, the terrible,
awful sequels...were any of them good? Not in terms of the larger story, but as
movies? My short answer is no, no they were not. I know you probably have a
favorite, and you watched all of the series, but they weren’t scary, and
moreover, that became a moot point. It was hard to take any of them seriously
because of that unkillable nature these maniacs all exhibited. So, without
considering the success or failure of what has become the new horror
franchises, here’s my top five list based on jump scares, tension and quality
filmmaking, and overall effectiveness of the first time we are introduced to
the murderous maniac in question.
5. Scream (1996)
Wes
Craven’s return to horror, an all-star cast (or, at least, they would go on to
be an all-star cast), and a post-modern deconstruction of the genre he helped
to invent make Scream one of the most successful movie maniac horror franchises
of all time. There are so many nods, winks, and asides in this film that you
really need a score card to keep them all straight. But Jamie Kennedy’s
recitation of “The Rules” takes the film into meta-movie territory, as it’s the
first time a horror movie actually played with its own tropes in the narrative.
For
example, Drew Barrymore's bait and switch role was a perfect way to open the
film. We're not going to follow the innocent-looking blonde around. Instead,
we're going to end up rooting for the not-so-innocent brunette. Scream also subverts the genre in taking
the seemingly supernatural and unkillable masked maniac to task with a Scooby
Doo style solution. The film is equal parts slasher flick and murder mystery,
and Craven mines the subject matter deeply. When we find out who’s actually
doing it, we don’t stop to think that we’ve crossed over into Creepy Kid
territory.
Scream certainly belongs in the masked
maniac genre, but in fact, it really isn’t that kind of movie. Granted, it
plays with all of those conventions and yet is also almost a fair play mystery
element to the plot, something none of the masked maniac movies ever
successfully tried to do. Ghost Face is no Michael Myers, but that was the
whole point; he was never supposed to be in the first place.
Everyone thinks that Jason first appeared in the original Friday the 13th (1980) and while they are technically correct, the real Jason, that masked murder machine that we love to hate, actually made his inaugural appearance in the sequel, and the world hasn't been the same since.
Siskel and Ebert hated this movie when it came out. They noted that the first movie was quite violent towards women and, well, if nothing else, this movie is a bit more egalitarian in its victim choice. It's certainly the best of the Jason movies by simply being the least silly. And there are plenty of jumps and of course, the familiar music to signal the approach of the monster.
Siskel and Ebert hated this movie when it came out. They noted that the first movie was quite violent towards women and, well, if nothing else, this movie is a bit more egalitarian in its victim choice. It's certainly the best of the Jason movies by simply being the least silly. And there are plenty of jumps and of course, the familiar music to signal the approach of the monster.
3. Halloween (1978)
John
Carpenter created a modern suspense-filled masterpiece with the first Halloween
film. Take a creepy kid, straight out of the genre, complete with a clown suit
(who does that to a child, anyway) and that thousand-yard stare, and lock him
up for twelve or thirteen years. Call him the living embodiment of evil, too,
because that’s just good therapy. Then have him get out on the eve of the
anniversary of his horrific murder, and add a teenage Jamie Lee Curtis. Movie
magic ensues.
Expertly
shot with a minimum of gore, never mind what you think you remember, Halloween
ratchets up the suspense and jump scares like a good roller coaster ride, with
just a hint of the macabre and the supernatural provided by veteran British
actor Donald Pleasance. I love Rob Zombie to death, but this is a movie that
didn’t need to be remade.
2. A Nightmare
on Elm Street (1984)
Wes
Craven was already a known commodity when he created Fred Krueger, the child
molester and murderer who was burned alive by the parents of his victims. But
Krueger didn’t die, as you well know, and he’s haunting the dreams of the
children in the neighborhood. Moreover, he’s doing it with real style and
panache. Freddy knows what he is, and he revels in his super powers. Robert Englund really put everything into
this role, and the popularity and success of the franchise can rest squarely on
his shoulders. It’s too bad that his co-star, Heather Langenkamp was a block of
wood. A beautiful, empty shell of an actress.
Inventive
special effects, nutty dream logic, crazy visuals, quotable scenes (“I’m your
boyfriend now, Nancy!”) and best of all, a compelling reason for the maniac to
be unkillable (how do you snuff a dream, anyway?) made A Nightmare on Elm Street
an overnight sensation. A baby-faced Johnny Depp didn’t hurt, either, but the performances
in the movie takes a distant second place to Freddy and his dreamworld.
1. The Texas Chainsaw Massacre (1974)
Long
before Michael Myers and Jason and even Freddy Krueger, there was Leatherface.
Tobe Hooper shot this low-budget horror film in Texas in 1973, based very
loosely on the Ed Gein murders in Wisconsin in the 1950s, and kids in small
Texas towns have been swearing that the “actual murders” took place just down
the road ever since.
Maybe
it was lightning in a bottle, but the movie really struck a nerve with the
viewing public. It was lionized and pilloried in equal parts for its graphic
violence and nighmare imagery, but those reviews don’t give director Tobe
Hooper his due credit. Believe it or not, there is a kind of subtlety
underneath the screaming and the revving of the chainsaw. It’s a more clever
movie, technically, than most people think it is.
But
in the end, it is a movie about a cannibal family, and there’s something
gleefully unhinged about Leatherface that is hard to pinpoint. Freddy is
certainly clever as a nightmare tormentor, and while Michael and Jason don’t
say anything, they take on the roles of silent “forces of nature” in stride.
But Leatherface’s inarticulate bellows and his childlike glee reveal a kind of
animal cunning that is truly unsettling. Anyone who is a fan of these kinds of
movies cannot pass the original The Texas
Chainsaw Massacre up. Now, the sequels, on the other hand...