Andrew Draper’s review published on Letterboxd:
A bright and varied color palette. Striking, surreal imagery embedded in a fairly linear story. Some interest in developing distinct characters, even more interest in developing that rare beast, a collective hero. Some finesse and rhythm applied to revealing and concealing the monster: although Freddy is on his way to becoming the dispenser of bad puns and cheap sadism he would become in the next film, this movie maintains a sense of urgency and keeps him at the core of that tension, so that he retains significant menace. A solid encore appearance of Nancy Thompson, one of the better Final Girls in the genre. Amazing special makeup FX (can anyone confirm that Screaming Mad George is responsible for the "chest of souls"?).
Oh, how I wish there was more of Jennifer Rubin as Taryn (you were always beautiful, Taryn!) and less of Craig Wasson as Neil. Still, such a good movie, and astonishingly solid when weighed as a sequel. I've noticed people seem to love the remake of The Blob, another unlikely project, and now that I've seen this from the same director, I'm putting it on my list.