The latest season of American Horror Story takes us back to the 80’s to a world obsessed with aerobics, rock music and big hair. Camp Redwood has just been reopened years after a terrible massacre that left only one survivor, Margaret Booth (Leslie Grossman), the now camp director. Five counsellors head to the camp to start their jobs but it soon becomes apparent that nothing is what it appears and that the camp holds more secrets and ghosts than you can shake a stick at.
I am not going to mess around. This season really didn’t work for me. I love the 80’s but borrowing 75% of the plot from Friday the 13th was a bit lazy. The story line about Richard Ramirez (Zach Vila) and his pact with Satan was pointless. I didn’t really care about any of the counsellors and the overall ending was rubbish. The lack of any kind of effort in ageing the actors for the finale suggests that the creators are starting to take their audience for granted and it didn’t sit well with me.
I can see that the underlying themes were about how the media and the public’s obsession with serial killers is both macabre and fuel for sociopathic fires, the fact that the 80’s was the birth of modern horror and how a thirst for vengeance will be your undoing. It just missed any of the real darkness of the earlier seasons or the cleverness of some of the later ones.
Once again Billie Lourd stole the show but the absence of any of the original cast members apart from a couple of a random cameos from Dylan McDermott and Lily Rabe was a huge blow.