There are certain movies that one can watch countless times and never get sick of. Everybody has their list. I keep mine in a little box next to my bed. Half the fun of re-watching these movies isn’t just in the recitation of every line. No, sir. The bulk of the enjoyment comes when you notice something brand new in a movie you’ve seen more times than your I.Q. score. This very thing happened to me quite recently.
In honor of Robert Englund’s birthday yesterday, I decided the best way to show my love would be to have a “Nightmare on Elm Street” mini marathon. Three quarters of the way through “Dream Warriors”, a spectacular “I wonder” scenario popped into my head. What happened during the aftermath of Freddy’s temporary demise? Sure, we get to see the survivors of this film mourning the loss of sweetheart Nancy Thompson (played by Heather Langenkamp), and see the light turn on in the paper mache house made by Kristen at the beginning of the film (a tell tale sign of a sequel down the road). But what about before all that stuff. What happened when Max, or for that matter Dr. Sims, stumbled across the bloodbath in the group therapy room? Let’s break it down, shall we?
First off, let’s paint the scenario: Nancy, Kincaid, Will, and Taryn have one last session of group hypnosis so they can meet up with Kristen (who was sedated and tossed in “the quiet room”). Next on the battle-plan is to stick together, rescue Joey (the mute who is being held as a prisoner in his dreams), finish off Freddy and end the nightmare once and for all.
After getting separated due to a miasma of feathers, Taryn and Will get killed in ways ironically tailor-made for their dream powers. Kincaid, Nancy, and Kristen find Joey while having a mini boss battle with the clawed cretin (it ends abruptly so he can try to prevent Dr. Gordon and Nancy’s dad from burying his bones that have been festering in the trunk of a Cadillac in the local junk yard). Bolstered by their temporary increase in numbers, the group ventured forth for the final battle with Freddy. In the end, Nancy is slain while saving Kristen from certain doom.
We’ve come to my epiphany: With Kristen still knocked out in the quiet room, and Joey still in the emergency ward, that leaves Kincaid in “group therapy” with a room full of corpses. Poor bastard. So many questions come to light when thinking about this. Who found him? Are there protocols laid out for situations like this? Did that scumbag orderly ever rob the pharmaceutical closet? There is no way in hell any of the orderlies, doctors, or even psychs will believe that he didn’t kill them. And could you blame them? Who could walk into a situation like that and think he was innocent? I like to think that they strapped him in a state-of-the-art straightjacket, gave him a massive dose of Ativan, and threw his unfortunate ass in the quiet room ’till the cops showed up.
To drive my point home even further, watch the movie again and jump to the end. What’s left of the group is at Nancy’s funeral to pay their respects. Take a close look at the way Kincaid is standing: head down, with both hands in front of him. He is totally handcuffed (even if we can’t see it).
Despite everything that happened to him, Kincaid returns in “Nightmare on Elm Street 4: The Dream Master”. He’s back in high school, living at home, and still keeps in touch with Kirsten & Joey. My guess is he was treated as a minor and required weekly visits with a shrink. If it wasn’t for his damn dog pissing dream fire over Freddy’s dream grave, he might’ve been able to finish his probation with no troubles. But it’s tough to finish probation when you’re dead. Yeah, he doesn’t last long in the following film.
Just to set the record straight, this whole article is simply the musings of a late night nerd with far too much down time at work. Nothing written here has any fact behind it (aside from the blatant spoilers of the movie). I just thought it would be a hoot to share my hair-brained ideas with other fans of the genre. Have any of you watched a movie millions of times when something this profound suddenly came to light? If so, I’d love to hear about it. If not, you can find me crying in The Quiet Room trying to figure out what films I want to review next.