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The motor in the Black & Decker had barely cooled when Tobe Hooper, fresh off the success of his debut hit The Texas Chain Saw Massacre, hopped back into the grimy, dust-laden saddle for the equally outrageous follow-up, Eaten Alive (aka Death Trap, aka Brutes and Savages, aka Horror Hotel, aka Starlight Slaughter), a neon-soaked quasi-Southern Gothic tale about a batshit crazy motel proprietor who feeds his unsuspecting guests to a massive crocodile which he keeps in a swamp alongside the inn. Despite being new to the film business, Hooper knew one thing for sure: when your first movie out of the gate is about a family of cannibals and is titled The Texas Chain Saw Massacre, you either go big or go home on your next picture – and he clearly had no intention of going home.
Eaten Alive doesn’t waste any time setting the sleazy, feel-bad tone: detuned synthesizers tinkle like broken glass as we open on Tobe’s trademark Texan moon, cloaked in ominous clouds, which hangs above a lively whorehouse somewhere in town. As the buzzing synths fade (provided once again by Hooper, and TCM score collaborator, Wayne Bell), the camera cranes down so that we can get a peek inside the brothel. A young stud – named Buck, naturally (a baby-faced Robert Englund) – gets rough with a none-too-enthused girl who’s clearly new to the industry. The madam of the house (played by a heavily made-up Carolyn Jones, TV’s own Morticia Addams), realizes the girl won’t be earning the house money anytime soon, so she has Buck drop her off at a nearby motel. Not long after that the girl is attacked by the owner of the motel, Judd (a brilliant and scene-stealing Neville Brand) – a Norman Bates for the ’70s – and fed to his pet croc out back. This all happens within the first 10 minutes of the movie, effectively letting the viewer know just what to expect for the remaining run time.
Hooper doesn’t stray too far from the sandbox with Eaten Alive. Squint hard enough and the whole thing plays out like a spiritual sequel to TCM. Judd, the war-torn backwoods weirdo struggling to make a living, sex-averse and mumbling ominous warnings, clad in a beige work uniform, could be a long lost brother of world-weary Drayton Sawyer. Instead of the imposing Leatherface jumping out from behind a sliding kitchen door, trapping his unsuspecting prey, we get a giant crocodile bursting forth from the water, attacking any tourists and trespassers who get too close to his territory. (And much like the demented family dynamic of the Sawyers, Judd beats the hell out of the croc whenever the mood strikes.)
And then there’s Marilyn Burns, essentially playing her Sally Hardesty role one more time. Here, she’s named “Faye”, but she’s still tied up and beaten by our main antagonist just the same. She screams for a good chunk of the film, and tries to escape, but not before being thrown around a bit. (There’s even a scene where our lead maniac, big sharp weapon in hand, chases a screaming girl through the Texas woods at night, only for her to be rescued by a passing motorist – resulting in him doing a frustrated dance with his instrument of death.)
The noticeable difference in Hooper’s follow-up is the tone. TCM was great at teasing imagery, making your imagination do the work. (TCM was originally slapped with an X rating, despite there being very little blood in the final product.) But what Hooper teased in his debut he makes sure to put on full display in Eaten Alive, and then some. The unsettling sexuality and T&A that was missing from TCM flows at a steady pace here. The violence, previously achieved with cutaways and sound effects, is bright and brutal and gruesome at Judd’s motel; his weapon of choice is a scythe, which he uses to stab, hook, and slice away with gape-mouthed glee. It’s almost as if Hooper wants to earn the X rating his prior film had unjustly been given.
Even with it being mostly off-putting and strange, Eaten Alive is an admirable second effort from the then-tenderfooted Hooper. The bizarre performances (the great William Finley making the most of his brief screen time) and unique lighting choices (half of the film is bathed in stark red light, making it look as if it was shot in a darkroom) are the weirdly creative results from being a newcomer behind the camera who has more heart than budget – and part of what makes the final product so enjoyable. You don’t see that too often anymore, with even first-time independent horror film directors turning in pristine works of art.
Full of filth and blood, and creepy hillbillies ogling nubile and unsuspecting young women, obtuse death tools, and bizarre performances: Eaten Alive is pure Tobe.
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Beyond Freddy Krueger: 6 of Robert Englund’s Most Memorable Monster Roles
Horror was permanently changed in 1984 when Wes Craven’s A Nightmare on Elm Street unleashed Freddy Krueger on the world. This brutal boogeyman pushed horror to exciting new places, but so much of the character’s impact is the result of Robert Englund’s quintessential performance.
Englund has a long and storied career as a performer that’s covered far more than horror alone. However, there’s such a sublime, sinister synergy between Englund and this heightened genre that’s made him one of horror’s most revered names.
Englund is set to scare audiences again as a malevolent reimagining of Jiminy Cricket in Pinocchio Unstrung, but he’s also been responsible for many more macabre monsters.
The Cricket (Pinocchio Unstrung)

Winnie the Pooh: Blood and Honey has somehow spun a morbid experiment in public domain exploitation into its own cinematic universe, the Twisted Childhood Universe. There’s been increasing promise in the TCU’s various films, which has also led to a growing list of capable horror guest stars, such as Roger L. Jackson, Richard Brake, and now Robert Englund. Englund is by far the most impressive name to attach himself to one of these movies, and Pinocchio Unstrung certainly doesn’t squander the opportunity to have him on board as its terrifying take on Jiminy Cricket. Englund’s performance as “The Cricket” in Pinocchio Unstrung becomes a sinister subversion of the classic character who is meant to function as Pinocchio’s conscience and moral compass.
Englund’s Cricket is instead the ultimate instigator who perpetually pushes Pinocchio into greater violence that condemns humanity and its many misgivings, rather than idolizing all the “real boys” in the world. Pinocchio Unstrung is a love letter to practical effects and old-fashioned animatronics and puppetry. This means that Englund just provides the voice for Cricket, but it’s still a deeply sinister performance and one of the most unnerving characters to appear in the Twisted Childhood Universe. Once again, Englund is careful not to just repurpose his Freddy Krueger persona, and he instead develops an original voice that plays into past renditions of the character. There’s a palpable rage and disdain in Englund’s Cricket that turns him into a threatening loose cannon and makes the audience forget that he’s only a few inches tall.
The Phantom of the Opera (The Phantom of the Opera)

The Phantom of the Opera is a foundational horror story that’s still being explored over a century later. 1989’s cinematic adaptation of Gaston Leroux’s 1910 classic doesn’t always get the respect that it deserves, despite it containing one of Englund’s most nuanced horror performances. Directed by Dwight H. Little, who previously helmed the underrated Halloween 4, The Phantom of the Opera operates as a gorier take on Leroux’s source material that feels like a lost Hammer Film picture. The titular Phantom is the perfect role for Englund following A Nightmare on Elm Street, and his participation in the picture was initiated by Englund promising his agent that he’d do another horror project after Elm Street’s success.
Englund was excited to tackle an iconic character who had previously been portrayed by formative horror legends like Herbert Lom, Claude Rains, and Lon Chaney. Englund beautifully fits the mold and is sublime casting for this ‘80s take on the character. Englund taps into a powerful dichotomy between the Phantom’s brutal and tragically sympathetic nature. It’s a role that’s significantly deeper than Freddy Krueger and better explores Englund’s range as an actor, which helps get him away from cheesy one-liners. It also doesn’t hurt that Little concocts a uniquely twisted take on the Phantom’s disfigurement, which was achieved by sewing human skin onto Englund’s face. The modern-day sequences that bookend the film were meant to tie into a planned sequel, The Phantom of the Opera 2: Terror in Manhattan, which unfortunately never came to fruition.
Victor Creel (Stranger Things)

Love it or hate it, Stranger Things assembled some impressive guest stars that took advantage of their respective legacies as ‘80s genre legends, such as Linda Hamilton, Matthew Modine, Cary Elwes, and Robert Englund. Englund’s turn as Victor Creel in the streaming hit’s fourth season is one of the series’ best performances and a role that rises above the mediocrity around it. Victor Creel is an opportunity for Englund to actually subvert expectations and play against type. It’s brilliant casting that initially conditions the audience to be wary of Creel and view him as a frightening threat. This perception is reinforced when Creel is encountered in a psychiatric ward and horrifically blinded.
Creel’s disturbing eye-gouged appearance is revealed to actually be a symptom of his tragic life and the psychological torment he received from Vecna. Creel is hard to look at, but there’s nothing to fear about him. He’s led a sad life that’s filled with inescapable guilt. He’s more like one of Freddy Krueger’s victims than Freddy himself. Englund goes above and beyond as Victor Creel, and the emotional monologues that he delivers are among some of the actor’s best work and proof that Englund’s still got it.
Marquis de Sade (Night Terrors)

Tobe Hooper’s Night Terrors is a particularly forgettable ’90s horror film that faced a litany of production problems and changes that certainly didn’t do it any favors. The story is a mess, even for a Cannon Video production, but it provides the novelty of Englund pulling double duty as the cruel Marquis de Sade and his modern day descendant, Paul Chevalier. Night Terrors banked on the novelty of Hooper directing Englund as one of history’s greatest monsters, and his performance is easily the best thing about this movie.
There’s an unabashed glee to Englund’s work as the Marquis de Sade that’s reminiscent of Freddy Krueger’s twisted jubilation over his creative murders, yet it doesn’t just feel like a carbon copy of Englund’s iconic role. There’s an appreciated degree of restraint going on before the film goes off the rails and incorporates supernatural elements and abstract dream sequences. Chevalier and his modern cult worship the Marquis de Sade as a deity of torture and liberation. The nightmare sequences that involve the Marquis de Sade are the most chilling and make this figure look as frightening on the outside as he is on the inside. There’s enough to latch onto here, even if the film as a whole is a mess, and Englund doesn’t squander the opportunity to play two sides of the same creepy coin.
Scarecrow (Injustice 2)

Robert Englund is no stranger to voiceover work, and he’s voiced his share of macabre and memorable characters over the years. That being said, one of his most inspired roles is the work that he did in NetherRealm’s dark DC Comics-based fighter, Injustice 2, where he plays Jonathan Crane, better known as the Scarecrow. There’s a certain tongue-in-cheek brilliance to having Englund voicing the Batman rogue who is the self-appointed “Master of Fear.” There’s certainly a meta quality to Englund’s casting here, right down to how some of his dialogue explicitly references Freddy Krueger one-liners like “Welcome to your nightmare” and “Now I’m playing with power.”
Englund doesn’t just phone in this performance or replicate his work as Freddy. The actor cultivates a unique voice for Scarecrow that cuts to the core of this character in a menacing manner. Englund’s Scarecrow is raspy, erratic, and honestly one of the better takes on Dr. Crane. It makes one wonder what he’d be able to accomplish if he were playing the part in live-action. He takes a simple role and breathes fresh life into it. Curiously, it’s not his first time playing a Batman villain. He does comparably interesting work as The Riddler in The Batman and the more obscure sorcerer, Felix Faust, in Justice League.
Evil Bloodthirsty Brian (The Hughleys)

There’s a surprising relationship between horror icons and sitcoms, with Robert Englund being no stranger to adding a devious dose of terror to a farcical comedy. Englund shows up as a playful take on Lucifer in Married…with Children, but he also provides a genuinely chilling performance in the first season of The Hughleys. Season one’s “Storm O’ the Century” is centered around the Hughleys and Rogerses getting stranded at a seemingly haunted hotel during an intense blizzard.
“Storm O’ the Century” functions as a proper love letter to horror fans, with genre guest stars that include The Addams Family’s John Astin, The Shining’s Shelley Duvall, and Robert Englund as the comically-named Evil Bloodthirsty Brian. The episode certainly prioritizes its comedy, but it manages to also be legitimately creepy thanks to a locked-in performance by Englund. He’s used sparingly, but always to punctuate a particular scene and function as a jump scare. Evil Bloodthirsty Brian sports a ghastly scar and has a look that’s just frightening enough to be included on a ’90s sitcom. Anyone who is curious about Englund’s performance can check it out for free on Tubi.



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