Fear Street Part 2: 1978 - A Review Free of Spoilers
Updated: Aug 1
Written by Adam Antoun
Photography by Alex Feliciano
Fear Street Part Two: 1978 is soaked in blood throughout. This gory trilogy picked up right where it left off, offering up more helpless souls on the alter of horror. Part Two takes us on a nonlinear trip backward to a summer at Camp Nightwing through the traumatized memories of Ziggy Berman. Ziggy, played by the Stranger Things standout Sadie Sink, is a classic outcast with the makings of a fearless sole survivor. Except for the protection of her older sister Cindy, Ziggy seems to be on her own. Counselors and campers get more than they bargained for as another possessed Shadysider is set loose on the camp. Our villain is an unstoppable force powered by the evil bidding of the Witch Sarah Fier. The curse looming over Shadyside sheds new light, and a path forward emerges.
Although the story seems underdeveloped with thin character arcs, unnecessary expositions and ill-placed heart-to-hearts, the actors are believable and deliver honest heroism and fear. The clear connection between Part Two and Friday the 13th feels more like an ode than derivative. This film, and the trilogy as a whole, should be viewed as a fun slasher experience committed to bloodshed. I can’t help but smirk when characters refuse to admit the existence of a curse when terror is crashing around them, but it’s important to remember the tropes of horror that have become standard. The film takes dead aim at the genre and does not miss. No Oscars will be won, but screams will surely be heard. And in that respect, director and co-writer Leigh Janiak has certainly succeeded.
Consistent with Part One, this film’s sound came with a boom and a crack and ended in a screeching halt. It’s saturated in anxiety and sharply simulates fear. The production must have had a bottomless music budget with hit after hit ushering in the 70s setting. Part Two is available on Netflix and I highly recommend it for anyone looking for true born horror. The film belongs squarely in the trilogy, but it could stand alone as well. I look forward to the final installment. Fear Street has given me a taste for blood and I am not yet full.