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Much like no one has been able to match the brilliance of Jaws when it comes to shark movies, there have been countless attempts at recapturing the lightning in a bottle impact of The Exorcist when it hit theaters the day after Christmas in 1973, with none coming anywhere close to the 40 year-old classic. Incarnate is another attempt.
If you’re excited by the idea of lots of scenes of a woman sleeping in an apartment while a hooded figure lurks in her closet, drinks milk, and goes through her photos, then do I have a recommendation for you.
If Tom Atkins delivering lines like, “I got good news and bad news, girls. The good news is your dates are here. The bad news is they’re dead” in the most Tom Atkinsy of ways doesn’t excite you, this movie is not for you. And, you probably hate America.
The concept of the late-night TV horror host is something that would be lost on today’s high schoolers, just as video tapes, rotary phones, and floppy disks - all commonplace in 1985 - wouldn’t make much sense to them either. But getting help from someone who introduces B-movies on local television is a major part of Fright Night's plot.