Platinum Dunes is an unholy entity shepherded by a wicked being that thrives on the disappointment of others. Their modus operandi is ostensibly to update classic horror franchises in a way that manages to strip them of every element that made the original enjoyable and unique. They are nothing more than a vehicle used to capitalize on a popular franchise while single-handedly dumbing down American cinema. Now, this is not to say that these movies don't provide a modicum of entertainment. In between the myriad of bad parts are one or two shining moments, enough to keep the viewer relatively entertained. A perfect example of this is last year's Friday the 13th redux. By no means was it a good outing, but it had some unique kills and possessed a modicum of depth. Unfortunately, we're given no such respite from A Nightmare on Elm Street, a movie that is such a chore to sit and watch, a meeting with Freddy in the dreamworld seems like a better alternative.

Central to the film's utter failure is a weak script, which attempts to give a back story to a character that is wholly undeserving of one. We find an attempt to humanize Freddy Krueger, updating him for a generation where one of the biggest dangers threatening our children every day is pedophilia; the kindly old man who works in your school or your innocuous next door neighbor is anything but, and instead of logic and reason prevailing you hunt them down and burn them alive. While this certainly doesn't serve as a justification for Krueger's actions, they must certainly operate on a different level than a child murderer (and supposed pedophile), especially when it's revealed why the parent's did what they did. Attempting to humanize pre-burned Freddy, if only for a brief moment, takes away from the character's overall impact. This of course brings us to the crux of the matter: how did Jackie Earl Haley do as Freddy Krueger?

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