WTF?! // 31 Days of Halloween — Day 11 (Scream)

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Happy 31 days of Halloween! 

This year, we’re celebrating with a different movie pick each day that made me audibly gasp, “WHAT THE FUCK?!

Day 11 of our 31 Days of Halloween WTF movie moments (say that ten times fast!) belongs to Drew Barrymore’s gory death in the opening scene of Scream (1996). We may have become desensitized to this 26-year-old death scene that spawned four more films. Maybe. And there’s another on the way! I promise you, though, very few films have a more iconic opening sequence.

Let me refresh your memory and help you set the mood. Roll out your VCR and ridiculously large box TV. Plant your little brother to the side of the tv because you know he’s now your remote. Grab your favorite scary movie on VHS. Make sure your cordless phone is charged (just in case), and do not forget the stovetop popcorn because it’s about to get spooky up in here.

I love that I can still remember watching this scene as a teen. Seeing my beloved Drew starring in the latest Wes Craven movie was such a surprise. She looked so beautiful with her blonde bob and cream-colored, comfy sweater, making her Jiffy pop. I was so excited when she answered the phone to the creepy prank caller and then “Wait, what the fuck did I just watch?”

Did they just kill Drew Barrymore in the first 10 minutes of this movie? Is Casey Becker, high school student, whose boyfriend is big and plays football and can kick the shit out of you…did she just, is she dead? Only feet away from her loving parents while still clutching to the cordless? Yes, they did that. They did it; they just did it. They butchered, gutted, and strung her up like she was just some regular everyday actor, and I was shooketh. 

What the fuck, Wes Craven?!

"Scream" (1996) Miramax

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Alma

Horror is kind of my thing. I consume so much horror that it leaks into my dreams and creates the most uncomfortable sleep paralysis episodes. Just ask the shadow man at the end of the bed, he’ll tell you. I don’t consider myself a professional critic, mainly because I don’t get paid, but I do enjoy discussing horror with anyone who will listen.