Freaky (2020) is goriously fun, and one helluva acting showcase for Vince Vaughn.
Freaky (2020) Synopsis
The Blissfield Butcher. An uncaught, relentless slasher that has become the stuff of frightening urban legends. What carnage is he going to wreak after stealing an ancient dagger during a murder spree? And how high would his kill count soar after he switches body with an unassuming and badly bullied high school girl?
I love slasher movies.
Yeah, it’s a clear sign of how badly I’m in need of therapy. I love slasher movies to bits and I consider them, well, part of my teenage-hood.
Because of this, ahem, love, I thus have certain stringent criteria when assessing any slasher film. Firstly, I strongly believe none should ever take itself too seriously; the failure of which would be overly gloomy productions like the 2009 Friday the 13th reboot.
There should never be too much story too, esp sympathetic backstories. After all, when a slasher’s motive is painstakingly investigated, that’s when fear and horror go away, yes?
As far as these criteria are concerned, I think Blumhouse’s Freaky score high, positively a valedictorian in many aspects. The OTP kills and the open homages aside, Freaky absolutely revels in its own hysteria. In other words, it doesn’t seek to reinvent or re-explore anything. It’s all about celebrating the best, or should I say, the most atrocious aspects of the genre.
There’s also Vince Vaughn’s exemplary performance. Awkward as his efforts to be a teenage girl might be to some, he comes off as highly convincing to me. Especially the way his Millie savours all that newfound strength and girth. (Girth with double meanings here)
I’d add too that Kathryn Newton and the other cast members threw in wickedly enjoyable performances as well; Alan Ruck seriously reminded me of one of my worst teachers. Lastly, a mild spoiler here. Those who got slaughtered in this gorefest were uniformly obnoxious, horny, or deserving. As wrong as that might sound by today’s standards, I think there is no truer tribute to those blood-soaked 80s classics that I so love.