By David Dent
Avery Quinn (Jaclyn Betham) is a girl on the run – she’s on foot, she’s armed, and she’s being chased by the cops. She comes across a sorority house where supervisor Gwen (April Bogenschutz) is shooing out the last of the rather long in the tooth students following a pre Spring Break party.
The police catch up with Quinn at the house and we find out that she scarpered after shooting five people in a cabin in the woods, which was surprising because basically Avery was a good girl. However the armed and seriously deranged interloper now seems to be anything but, and after a tussle and with one of the cops shot dead, she holds everyone else hostage while rambling about a game she was playing, where she was the only survivor, and a mysterious being called the Sandman. The others immediately pick up that Avery’s delusion may stem from a diet of too many scary movies, but she maintains that it’s all real, and to prove it utters the words which summon the entity.
Turns out she’s not kidding; the Sandman, looking like a cross between Freddy Krueger and Wyatt Earp, arrives and kills Avery. The only way for the rest of the house to stay alive is to keep their (Poundshop electric) candles alight until dawn; and stick together.
But the Sandman’s MO seems to consist of dividing and conquering, by getting into the noodles of his victims and exploiting their inner fears, which are then used to despatch them. Gwen’s abiding fear is that her prom queen days are behind her, prompting her to fantasise about pulling the skin of her face off; a couple pair off to get it on, resulting in a rather out of control whipping session; and another girl’s jogger rape nightmare results in her literally dying by running on the spot. One of the group, Carter (Bishop Harry) has to confront his sexual orientation, and Chelsea (Erin White), who’s in a mixed race relationship, realises that she only took up with her black boyfriend (TJ Jackson) to annoy her parents.
Director Chase Smith is to be congratulated with doing something a little different with the rather hackneyed ‘Elm St’ dream state horror movie. He throws the audience straight into the action, not really stopping to build characters or establish much exposition, letting viewers work out what’s happening as the movie progresses. This is more a psychological piece than an out and out horror movie, played out on one cramped set, although it does involve a rather familiar fright flick dream demon and menaced (sort of) teens setup. ‘Bring Me a Dream’ is ok, but it’s not going to lose anybody a good night’s sleep.
Bring Me a Dream is available now on Digital Platforms.