THE ROOTS OF HORROR
BY THE EARLY 1990S, THE HOLLYWOOD slasher film was as dead as a promiscuous camp counselor on the eve of Friday the 13th. The cathartically bloody teen body-count genre had certainly had a long and respectable run—especially for such an unrespectable genre. But after a dozen or so years of countless sequels, increasingly formulaic premises and onscreen violence that had grown more and more tedious with each new offering, this particular strain of horror cinema had grown stale both creatively and commercially. Like all movie fads, its demise had been inevitable. And it’s amazing that it managed to last as long as it did. But after seeing unkillable bogeymen rise from the dead one too many times, big-screen slicing and dicing had lost its original thrill and shock value. The…