If you’re writing about something essentially trivial, your work has to be of an exceptional standard. But Michael J. Seidlinger’s Scream relies too much on his own low-stakes victimhood.
A moral panic fanned by the tabloid press led to crusaders seeking legislation to regulate the home video industry and a slew of low-budget horror films.
I suggest we take a couple of hours tonight to watch (or re-watch) The People Under the Stairs. And then we can relegate Craven, and the film, to the dustbin of history, sticking them under the stairs where they belong.