Dave Jackson’s review published on Letterboxd:
As I'm sure it is for many other people, this is S-U-C-H a special film for me. I consider it among the first "real" horror films I ever watched and it brings back such great memories. When I was around twelve, I had this one ridiculous horror marathon night with my best friend, Patrick. His mother was much more relaxed than mine and let us watch whatever we wanted. It must have been Halloween night or something, because EVERY channel seemed to be playing a horror marathon. In a single night, we watched The Shining, Child's Play 2, and this. All three films, even Child's Play 2, are etched into my mind and bubble with nostalgia. A Nightmare on Elm Street 3: Dream Warriors is more than just pure nostalgia though. It stands as one of the greatest horror sequels of all time.
From the get go, this is awash with jaw-dropping effects. The Freddy worm, the human puppet, animated tongues, character flying through shattered mirrors, possessed TVs, words magically scratched onto flesh—this is a bonanza of the best the 80s effects has to offer. But unlike the sequels that followed (which remain guilty pleasures), this is not simply a showcase for wild effects. It sports an incredible atmosphere, somewhat lighter than the first but more feverish. Though some of the acting could be criticised (I love all the performances personally), the characters are well written and loveable. (Marry me, Larry Fishburne's Max.) It's actually upsetting to see Freddy murder these kids, and that is not the case with the sequels (and most 80s slasher films). The script throws inventive new elements into the Freddyverse. The kids having dream powers is a brilliant touch. God, I love that silly Wizard Master kid.
Like Jason Lives, A Nightmare on Elm Street 3: Dream Warriors is a rare example of a horror sequel building on what came before and doing something new and exciting. Sadly for Freddy, it all went tumbling downhill from here, but, hey, we'll always have THE DREAAAAM WARRRIOOOORS.