Psycho child molester Freddy Krueger (Robert Englund) again survives through thick and thin in this unimaginative body counter sequel.
Alice Johnson (Lisa Wilcox) thinks she’s banished “the bastard son of a thousand maniacs” from her life until she’s made pregnant by college jock Dan (Danny Hassel).
Because, according to the jumbled script, a foetus can dream a few days after conception, and Freddy seizes this chance to enter her subconscious once more via her unborn child and finger-blade her unbelieving friends to death.
The Dream Child is a legitimate horror movie, not just another roller-coaster Freddy sequel, not just a lark with Freddy as a circus ringleader.
Director Stephen Hopkins valiantly tries to paper over the huge cracks in the derivative low-energy thrills by replacing vapid gore with furious pacing, sudden shock cuts and rock video-style cartoonish imagery, but the womb with a view concept never puts it on a convincingly empathetic footing.
Kelly Jo Minter