Danny McClunkey’s review published on Letterboxd:
I've been sleeping on this for the longest time. I'd always written this off as it literally pisses on Dream Warriors. I mean, seriously, a dog's firey urine resurrects Freddy, and he immediately offs the survivors of the last installment (except Craig Wasson.)
But then again, Dream Warriors already took out the members that I was fond of anyway (except for Patricia Arquette) and since she's been replaced here too I shouldn't of had as much attachment as I did, because I've been missing out on maybe the most stylish one out of the franchise, and not only that, perhaps the most memorable Freddy's ever been. At the moment I even dig this more than the first. Even though that has a genuine sense of dread and menace (and Heather Langenkamp) ultimately I just find this more entertaining.
It still might be unnecessary, and a glorified rehash if thought too hard, but when it's done with this much fun and creativity, and ridiculously passionate 80s beats then I'm willing to take the nightmare.