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Nightmare
Directed by Romano Scavolin by Deeky Wentworth
George Tatum is nuts. Actually he used to be nuts,
according to his doctors. But he's been cured. They've given him pills and
therapy and let him know that even though he still has bad dreams, real bad
dreams, he's free to live and work among the citizens of New York City. The dreams themselves are always the same: A young boy
watches two adults engage in some light S&M before he pounces on them with an
axe. The dream is what got George locked up in the first place. His attempt to
re-enact it ended up committing a psycho-sexual murder in Brooklyn.
Institutionalized: "I'm not crazy! You're the one that's crazy!" But George is cured now. The doctor's have released him,
found him a job, and told him to check in every once in a while. Needless to
say, things don't go quite as planned. George immediately skips town, heads to Florida and begins
stalking a preteen boy named C.J. (What is it with lunatics and Florida, anyway?) C.J. is a mischievous little prankster, the
kind of boy who likes to fake his own death and otherwise torment his
babysitter. Ah, youth. C.J. notices George hanging around wherever he goes, but when
he tries to tell his mother, she scoffs. C.J.'s constant tall tales and gruesome
jokes have ruined his credibility. And when C.J.'s best friend ends up dead at
the hands of George everyone assumes C.J. is the culprit. All the while, George busies himself murdering women, though
he seems conflicted about it. He tearfully apologizes while slitting their
throats, but still pauses to lick the blood from his fingers. The murders are
violent and bloody, and entirely phony looking. And they're all inter-cut with
flashes from the dream that haunts him.
Kill, baby, kill! Meanwhile, the MDs have finally figured out the significance
of the nightmare tormenting George. (Maybe something they should have done before letting him loose.) As it turns out, it's no dream at all. When
George was a boy, he discovered Dad getting it on with a slightly kinky
girlfriend. Dad was tied up, the woman straddling him and blissfully slapping
his face. None too happy about what he witnessed, George grabbed an axe and
chopped the two to bits. How the doctors did not know this is beyond me. This all leads to the final showdown between George and C.J.
Interestingly, nine-year-old C.J. is much better armed than George, who doesn't fare too well. As George
lies mortally wounded, the nightmare that began it all, his original murder,
finally plays out in his mind. We see blow by blow how little George and his big
axe did them in.
There follows one surprising twist and we're left to wonder
what exactly will become of C.J.
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