Frightmare (Norman Thaddeus Vane, 1983)

The gaping maw between cinemagoing generations isn’t as large as Conrad Ragzoff’s offing of his aficionados would have us believe. In this film, Young Hollywood pays tribute to its ancestors by robbing a mausoleum and throwing an ill-advised banquet and ball with the freshly-deceased corpse of their idol, all in regalia and gestures and masks best suited to the milieu of the theatrical Universal horrors of the 1930s. And Old Hollywood gets revenge on its irreverent descendants by using the creative tools of its form–including video technology and sensors and neon lights and phantasmagoric sound design, all of which is used to create an immersive experience–and the pleasurable terrors of the 1980s-style stalk-and-slash narrative. Regardless of the motives of each group, we recognize the ghastly utility of horror.

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