The ass continues in the third flick since Wes Craven stopped involving himself in the screenplay. This was supposed to be the absolute last film as the previous two entries sucked any credibility out of what used to be an entertaining, decently-written series. They couldn't get any actors to come back from the previous two films, so an entirely new storyline had to be pulled directly from the nearest ass. What's even more interesting is that this film was chiefly made by veterans of the series. Turns out even a decade's worth of experience with the subject matter at hand doesn't make up for no Wes.
Ten years since the previous film, all the kids in Springwood are dead, except one. He runs into some psychiatrist who convinces him to return to Springwood where they end up looking for Freddy's sole offspring. Assorted cannon fodder comes along for the ride in the form of three nondescript, badly-acting people who have the look of nameless security personnel in a Star Trek away team. Keeping in line w\ the previous two films, there is, of course, one character who has to know karate & an obligatory training room montage takes place.
This movie gets into a level of self-parody that leaves "pathetic" behind in the first ten minutes & moves into "surreally schizophrenic."
There are two positive aspects of this film. As per usual, the special effects are entertaining during the uninspired death sequences. Also, as per usual, the writer give Robert Englund crappy one-liners & make it seem like every line is meant to be delivered during amateur stand-up night. The other interesting bit is the uncredited cameo from Alice Cooper.
After this piece of shit was surgically exhumed from the ass of a corpse this film was, it proved so disastrous, Wes felt it was criminal to have his creation malaligned in such a way. So, he set to work on the script for VII.
Verdict : 1 star for Alice "Poison Frankenstein" Cooper.