Evan B’s review published on Letterboxd:
“There’s a formula to it. A very simple formula.”
a rare product of ~postmodernism~ that manages to be highly self-aware & ironic in critiquing its genre WHILE ALSO taking itself seriously enough to work as a genuinely great entry in that genre at the same time... the thrills and the laughs are both there, and it’s an incredible balancing act to pull off; the filmmakers play our expectations like an instrument and the resulting music is just fantastic.
as Laurie Strode cowers in a closet on the screen in the next room, Sidney Prescott lunges out of one with an umbrella...
“Not in my movie!!”
