Nightmare on Elm Street and the rest of the night

Yesterday, me and my friends went to the cinema to watch the new Fred Krueger movie.

I’ve been a Freddy fan for some time now. I don’t remember when I first watched the 7 movies, maybe two years ago or something like that. Anyways, he has been one of my favourite horror characters ever since. I was afraid when I heard about the new movie. I guess everyone was. But it was great. I do remember some of the scenes of the original movie, and to see how that was done and moved into this “remake” is always an interesting thing. I wasn’t dissapointed at all. The worst part is the main actor. Not that Jackie Earle Haley is a bad actor, I thought he was good. But Robert Englund is just too much. He is Freddy Krueger. He’s new face is weird not only at first. I mean, it’s not a first shock. Everytime he is on the screen it feels weird.

Despite that, and as I said, I loved the movie. In my right was sitting a friend of mine who also loved the movie, and we were all the time like that’s awesome. Another friend of mine, who was sitting in my left, in the other hand, was scared to death. She even shouted with the first times Freddy appeared. The only bad thing was the kids talking during the whole movie. I wish I had a blade and I could cut their heads. I am ashamed of my own generation.

We finished the night going to a bar and having a drink. The pretty girl who told us to get into that bar told us we could ask for any song we wanted. I asked for Linkin Park’s New Divide, and my friends asked for Muse’s Undisclosed Desires, MGMT’s Kids, Eminem feat Rihanna’s Love The Way You Lie, or the summer hit We No Speak Americano among others. The only put Eminem’s and We No Speak Americano. Good thing is, they had a TV on, and there was a Muse documentary talking about their history and showing their videos, like Muscle Museum and Plug in Baby.

The true ending of the night was the best possible ending. I found 10€.


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