Do movies scare you? I mean really, truly scare you? That "damn,
I can't get that shit out of mind, I am soaking in my own sweat,
my bed smells like ass, but I ain't pulling the covers down for
nothing," scariness. I have seen a few films in my life that
did that to me. NIGHTMARE (1981) did that to me. In 1981 and again
in 2001. This frickin' film leaves you ready to pull a Meryl Streep
and get out the wire brush loufa. If you ain't screaming "Clean
me off, Cher!" by the end of the this sickie, you might seek
true psychological counseling. See you later, John Wayne Gacy,
thanks for stopping by, don't let the door hit you in the arse.
A plot synopsis is in order for a film of this magnitude. George
Tatum is nuts, George Tatum is in the nuthouse, George Tatum keeps
having reoccurring dreams. George Tatum is in an experimental
drug program. George Tatum gets cured. Or so his doctors think.
Hey, we got layers here folks, because there is a secondary plot
going on here. There is a single mom. The single mom has 3 kids.
The single mom has a baby-sitter. The single mom likes to hump
a guy who wishes he was a pirate. The single mom is rarely around.
The single mom has a kid that is a real pill. The single mom is
constantly getting the shit scared out of her by this pill of
a kid as he fakes his own stabbing, dresses up like a psycho stalker,
George is released, nightmares in tow and we are treated to an
early 80s glimpse of Times fucking Square. Fuck you Guiliani,
you damn adulterous bastard. When are politicians ever going to
learn that we do not want our towns "cleaned up"? I
swerved off there, sorry. So George wanders in to a rather depressing
strip joint slash sex show slash depressing cum dumpster only
to ultimately fall plumb out as my papaw would say, all foaming
at the mouth and shit. Of course we are treated to more nightmare
flashback action, that I guess I should tell you a little about.
George's nightmares involve a gentleman being tied up, a lady
straddling this fellow, some S&M, face slapping, etc. and
an axe, a flying head, a shitload of blood, the eyes on the head
bolting open, intense music, slow motion and all the stuff that
almost all our dreams have. Right?
George seems to be a traveling and a killing and a gnashing his
teeth and a foaming and a crying and a wearing some tighty whiteys.
Needless to say I can go along with all this except the tighty
whiteys, fellas let your fellas breath. George seems to have a
destination and that destination is the single mom's house.
Alright there is the setup I ain't giving out no more plot stuff.
NIGHTMARE or NIGHTMARES IN A DAMAGED BRAIN as the foreigners know
this puppy has somewhat of a tasty history. It was one of Great
Britain's original Video Nastys. Along with I Spit On Your Grave,
Last House, and the likes, the polite sensibilities of the country
known for bad teeth and blood pudding just was not ready for this
shit. The distributor in Great Britain tried to farm out a version
that was (gulp) 10 seconds longer than the BBFC version and landed
his ass in jail serving 6 months of a 12 month sentence. The total
ridiculous brutality of his sentence was a severe kick in the
nads, mate, for free speech in GB. Another thing coke headed gruemieister
Tom Savini did
all the effects, big deal, right? Well the deviated septumed Savini
won't even claim this jewel, ugh, faggot, what are you afraid
of, Tom? Come clean or I'll clip the coke nail on your your pinky
finger at the next Boo-A-Thon I see you at. Rumor has it the effects
guy for the film that Savini worked with offed himself because
of the big bangini Mr. S was giving his wife, so needless to say
Tom wanted his name removed, there are stills floating around
of Tom and the young George on the set.
If you think about the timeframe, the movie is a somewhat blatant
indictment of Reagan era bullshit. With all the turning the nutty
folks out on the streets, cutting funding to social programs and
creating an absolute deluge of mumbling, fumbling, zany homeless
folks in every major and not so major metropolitan area. There
is no doubt that there were a few George Tatums out roaming the
sidewalks during the reign of "The Great Constipator."
With any luck we'll be going through the same shit again, since
all you idiotic Young RepublicansTM went and did it to us again
by electing a goofus cowboy who is more interested in grinning
for the cameras and counting cash than what is happening on the
streets of the country. Unless of course there is nekkedness or
something that we actually enjoy, then of course, it must be stamped
out! Heil George and Ronnie and George Sr. and Rudy and so on
and so on and shoobie, doobie, doobie. Same old strokes for the
same old folks. Anyhoo, bust your ass to get you hands on a copy
of this baby, I watched this on a double date in 1981, went home,
my friend Chris, the other male in that date thing was spending
the night. That fucker went straight to sleep. I laid there till
the sun came up...repeating over and over..."Nanny, Nanny
boo hoo, stick you head in doo doo." Just watch the movie...you'll
|Believe me when you
see this shot, you'll grin too.
sure is hard...arrrrr!
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