#Scream 1981

A group of people have to spend the night in a ghost town. Little do they know that this ghost town is haunted by a ghost.

As a prequel to Wes Craven's film of the same name, this movie makes no sense. We're in Texas instead of California, and a majority of our cast is old people and retards instead of fresh-faced teens. I specifically noticed that one old fart from Twin Peaks who when Cooper got shot and needed help, he moved real slow and confused and would wink at Cooper like he was doing him a huge favor. Fuck that guy, and think of it less as a spoiler and more as incentive to watch this movie knowing that he dies early.

What's funny about this movie is that it seems to follow the basic premise of someone hears a noise, goes to investigate, and dies. Over and over again. Honestly, the atmosphere and setting are pretty good, reminding me of one of my favorite slashers Madman from the year after. Beyond the cool foggy ghost town at night aesthetic and a clear influence by Carpenter's The Fog, this movie is pretty boring.

By the end, you shouldn't care if I spoil it for you: The killer is literally some invisible ghost wielding a scythe. The storyteller guy arrives on a horse and blasts at this nothingness until it is dead and drops its weapon, and the movie is over. So Ghostface was quite literally a ghost, but he had no face. When it comes to movies called Scream, there's a reason this one is forgotten. It has a 2.8 on IMDb, and it deserves every bit of it.