Editorials
Cancelling ‘Santa Clarita Diet’ Is Still Netflix’s Biggest Mistake
For fans of the show, the cancellation of Santa Clarita Diet was a gut punch. A show about a listless housewife who suddenly finds herself navigating a second life as a zombie, I remember binging it in the weeks following its cancellation. I was curious what all the outrage was about, as a friend tore into a thirty-minute tirade about how unfair it was the day after the news broke. I expected not to be so upset, to be mildly amused as a blood-splattered sitcom burned away the hours of a few weekends. But when I reached that final cliffhanger episode of season 3, having grown incredibly fond of Sheila Hammond and her family, I realized how much of a colossal screw-up that Netflix had made.
I know that a very large contingent of Horror Press readers are themselves artists. You’re writers and musicians; many of you even make really cool games and artwork, and we love that for you! So, walk with me for a second. Imagine you’re working on your next big project. Each of your last creations were commissioned and very well received. Many people are big fans of what you do. And as you’re about to get started on your next piece…
You come in to find someone, taking everything you use to work on your art away.
Your instruments, your recording equipment, your paints, your computer, whatever it might be. It’s all being taken away from you without any sort of notice. It was there one day and gone the next. That might sound like an exaggeration, but that’s what happened to Victor Fresco, showrunner and creator of the wildly popular Netflix horror-comedy Santa Clarita Diet. He was made aware in the middle of an editing session that personnel had come on behalf of Netflix to tear down the sets and take back equipment vital for shooting the series.
It was over in that instant. Season 4 of Santa Clarita Diet was not happening.
Why the Santa Clarita Diet Cancellation Hurt Horror Fans
For fans of the show, the cancellation of Santa Clarita Diet was a gut punch. A show about a listless housewife who suddenly finds herself navigating a second life as a zombie, I remember binging it in the weeks following its cancellation. I was curious what all the outrage was about, as a friend tore into a thirty-minute tirade about how unfair it was the day after the news broke. I expected not to be so upset, to be mildly amused as a blood-splattered sitcom burned away the hours of a few weekends. But when I reached that final cliffhanger episode of season 3, having grown incredibly fond of Sheila Hammond and her family, I realized how much of a colossal screw-up that Netflix had made.
HOW TO KILL A GREAT TELEVISION SHOW IN THREE PARTS
Is Santa Clarita Diet special in terms of cancellation? No. In reality, television has been a fickle world since the day cathode ray tubes started beaming Alfred Hitchcock Presents and The Twilight Zone into the heads of millions of Americans. Editor James-Michael and I have even batted around the concept of a series of articles entirely about mourning the many, many canceled horror television shows that never made it out of their premiere seasons.
But the problem is now more than ever, Netflix at large isn’t just stagnating, it’s regressing. Santa Clarita Diet wasn’t just Netflix’s biggest mistake at the time, it’s emblematic of Netflix’s current and most likely future mistakes; its recurring failure to rework how it operates as a company, and its incessant desire to see the line go up. Because the people in charge have decided progress looks more like a statistical analysis program and less like a human mind. And the kicker of all kickers is, it’s not even that good of a program!
The problems are threefold: how Netflix decides how to make consumers watch, how Netflix decides how to pay the people making its shows, and how Netflix prices its services.
THE MACHINE DECIDES, NOT THE VIEWER
The first issue is easy to understand in a world where social media algorithms have become as advanced as they are; Netflix itself as a streaming platform is faltering in predicting and understanding its user’s preferences.
To many people, Netflix’s user interface is just flat-out bad at finding what you want, so much so that many people resort to using an obscure system of URL codes to find the categories they want. Unless you are the ideal customer who is switching between all the most watched shows on Netflix and strictly hopping from Bridgerton to Great British Bake-Off to Wednesday, the UI doesn’t tailor well to things that don’t fit the mold.
Shows like Santa Clarita Diet were the definition of bursting out of the mold with its odd sense of humor, bloody special effects, and the bizarre overarching lore of the series. It combined a sitcom with a plot involving ancient orders, brain spiders, and an ever-expanding cover-up that brings the Hammond family together closer than they ever expected. It was really cute while never sacrificing its oddities to make itself more consumable, and driven by some great performances from leads Drew Barrymore and Timothy Olyphant.
Odd, off-kilter shows that the site doesn’t fit to mass appeal just don’t make it far on the front page of the site. They just aren’t offered as often as other programming, and it’s a funny Catch-22 in that way. If the show isn’t served up to viewers by the algorithm, it can’t find an audience. And if it can’t find an audience, the show isn’t served to viewers by the algorithm. Netflix is letting machines, not humans, decide what humans want to watch. While some algorithms are incredibly impressive, it’s clear that Netflix’s is rudimentary and harmful to the company’s existence.
Netflix’s Contractual Pitfalls Stifle Horror Creativity
Then there is of course what happens to these shows on the backend, the contractual agreements made, and how Netflix pays showrunners and doles out those big budgets.
Fresco explained in interviews following Santa Clarita Diet’s cancellation that the vast majority of contracts are terminated early because, Netflix’s contracts indicate that if a show gets renewed for a fourth season, the payment for the cast and crew generally gets significant increases. The budgets get bigger, and consequently, the stakes get higher for Netflix, who expect to make a massive return on investment.
This generally tracks when you look at all the Netflix horror originals that have bitten the dust. Podcast turned moody atmospheric sci-fi horror Archive 81, and the French gothic supernatural horror Marianne were killed in their first seasons despite showrunners having big plans for them. The Bill Skarsgård led Hemlock Grove was quashed by its third season, and it eventually was wiped entirely from Netflix. And if you really want to push the definition of horror (I do, always), Warrior Nun died on the vine two seasons in, and that was essentially a fantasy horror show about demon hunters. As did The Dark Crystal: Resistance, whose gateway horror and puppetry was simply too cool to live past a first season.
Of course, these were legitimately less known shows for most audiences; but Chilling Adventures of Sabrina, which was struck down in its second season, wasn’t. Neither was the very popular Slasher, which in what may be the strongest case for the season 4 death-wall, was popular enough to find a new home on Shudder for its 4th and 5th seasons. But not popular enough for Netflix’s tastes. Because Netflix wants massive hits, and massive hits only.
Stranger Things Sets an Unreachable Bar for Horror
The horror elephant in the room I haven’t mentioned so far is Stranger Things, a show the success of which might actually have been the death knell for most other horror shows to find a long-form home on Netflix. Miniseries like Mike Flanagan’s Midnight Mass and The Fall of the House of Usher which are limited releases will generally always have a place on Netflix because they are contained to one season, and generally low risk; same goes for the oft forgotten but really weird and really fun show Brand New Cherry Flavor.
But any hopes for more ambitious horror, serialized and ongoing horror stories, won’t make it. Because they’re up against the likes of Stranger Things, a five-season sensation known the world across. That kind of success is the benchmark, it’s the only way creatives can ensure any work they do with Netflix doesn’t go the way of Hemlock Grove and ends up completely erased from the library of shows.
It’s not sink or swim anymore, its fly out of the water or plummet to the bottom of the ocean.
Is NetFlix Even Worth It For Horror Fans Anymore?
That brings me to my final point about Netflix’s continual failure to deliver media many people would be interested in: when you look at the price versus the perceived value, it’s simply not worth having anymore for many people. In a cost-of-living crisis where entertainment is the first thing people are chomping at the bit to axe from their budgets, and in a world where you can find yourself an hour of cheap thrills for free by scouring the net, Netflix seems to be really excited to cut people off from itself by regularly raising prices and getting rid of content.
If you really look at the platforms that are catering to horror television in particular, you find places like Showtime and AMC; which of course includes its subsidiary and Horror Press mainstay, Shudder. Yellowjackets, Interview with a Vampire, the Dexter revival series like New Blood & Original Sin, Boulet Brothers Dragula, and a score of other shows that in yesteryear might have had a home on Netflix are now spread thin across many different platforms.
The Future of Horror on Netflix Looks Bleak
Netflix used to be a Swiss army knife that could cater to the tastes of a lot of different people. And I’m not going to lie and say Netflix is doomed, but I will say it doesn’t feel the same at all, and I definitely don’t have high hopes for good out-there media to survive on it. Now especially, in its eternal and all-consuming quest to have the next Squid Game or Stranger Things grow organically on its platform, it’s made a synthetic nightmare landscape engineered to give audiences something to like rather than figuring out what they actually do like.
Santa Clarita Diet wasn’t the only show to suffer from this change, but it’ll always be the show that convinced me of it; it’ll forever be the one in my heart that made me wake up and walk away from it.
Editorials
‘The Woman in Black’ Remake Is Better Than The Original
As a horror fan, I tend to think about remakes a lot. Not why they are made, necessarily. That answer is pretty clear: money. But something closer to “if they have to be made, how can they be made well?” It’s rare to find a remake that is generally considered to be better than the original. However, there are plenty that have been deemed to be valuable in a different way. You can find these in basically all subgenres. Sci-fi, for instance (The Thing, The Blob). Zombies (Dawn of the Dead, Evil Dead). Even slashers (The Texas Chainsaw Massacre, My Bloody Valentine). However, when it comes to haunted house remakes, only The Woman in Black truly stands out, and it is shockingly underrated. Even more intriguingly, it is demonstrably better than the original movie.
The Original Haunted House Movie Is Almost Always Better
Now please note, I’m specifically talking about movies with haunted houses, rather than ghost movies in general. We wouldn’t want to be bringing The Ring into this conversation. That’s not fair to anyone.
Plenty of haunted house movies are minted classics, and as such, the subgenre has gotten its fair share of remakes. These are, almost unilaterally, some of the most-panned movies in a format that attracts bad reviews like honey attracts flies.
You’ve got 2005’s The Amityville Horror (a CGI-heavy slog briefly buoyed by a shirtless, possessed Ryan Reynolds). That same year’s Dark Water (one of many inert remakes of Asian horror films to come from that era). 1999’s The House on Haunted Hill (a manic, incoherent effort that millennial nostalgia has perhaps been too kind to). That same year there was The Haunting (a manic, incoherent effort that didn’t even earn nostalgia in the first place). And 2015’s Poltergeist (Remember this movie? Don’t you wish you didn’t?). And while I could accept arguments about 2001’s THIR13EN Ghosts, it’s hard to compete with a William Castle classic.
The Problem with Haunted House Remakes
Generally, I think haunted house remakes fail so often because of remakes’ compulsive obsession with updating the material. They throw in state-of-the-art special effects, the hottest stars of the era, and big set piece action sequences. Like, did House on Haunted Hill need to open with that weird roller coaster scene? Of course it didn’t.
However, when it comes to haunted house movies, bigger does not always mean better. They tend to be at their best when they are about ordinary people experiencing heightened versions of normal domestic fears. Bumps in the night, unexplained shadows, and the like. Maybe even some glowing eyes or a floating child. That’s all fine and dandy. But once you have a giant stone lion decapitating Owen Wilson, things have perhaps gone a bit off the rails.
The One Big Exception is The Woman in Black
The one undeniable exception to the haunted house remake rule is 2012’s The Woman in Black. If we want to split hairs, it’s technically the second adaptation of the Susan Hill novel of the same name. But The Haunting was technically a Shirley Jackson re-adaptation, and that still counts as a remake, so this does too.
The novel follows a young solicitor being haunted when handling a client’s estate at the secluded Eel Marsh House. The property was first adapted into a 1989 TV movie starring Adrian Rawlings, and it was ripe for a remake. In spite of having at least one majorly eerie scene, the 1989 movie is in fact too simple and small-scale. It is too invested in the humdrum realities of country life to have much time to be scary. Plus, it boasts a small screen budget and a distinctly “British television” sense of production design. Eel Marsh basically looks like any old English house, with whitewashed walls and a bland exterior.
Therefore, the “bigger is better” mentality of horror remakes took The Woman in Black to the exact level it needed.
The Woman in Black 2012 Makes Some Great Choices
2012’s The Woman in Black deserves an enormous amount of credit for carrying the remake mantle superbly well. By following a more sedate original, it reaches the exact pitch it needs in order to craft a perfect haunted house story. Most appropriately, the design of Eel Marsh House and its environs are gloriously excessive. While they don’t stretch the bounds of reality into sheer impossibility, they completely turn the original movie on its head.
Eel Marsh is now, as it should be, a decaying, rambling pile where every corner might hide deadly secrets. It’d be scary even if there wasn’t a ghost inside it, if only because it might contain copious black mold. Then you add the marshy grounds choked in horror movie fog. And then there’s the winding, muddy road that gets lost in the tide and feels downright purgatorial. Finally, you have a proper damn setting for a haunted house movie that plumbs the wicked secrets of the wealthy.
Why The Woman in Black Remake Is an Underrated Horror Gem
While 2012’s The Woman in Black is certainly underrated as a remake, I think it is even more underrated as a haunted house movie. For one thing, it is one of the best examples of the pre-Conjuring jump-scare horror movie done right. And if you’ve read my work for any amount of time, you know how positively I feel about jump scares. The Woman in Black offers a delectable combo platter of shocks designed to keep you on your toes. For example, there are plenty of patient shots that wait for you to notice the creepy thing in the background. But there are also a number of short sharp shocks that remain tremendously effective.
That is not to say that the movie is perfect. They did slightly overstep with their “bigger is better” move to cast Daniel Radcliffe in the lead role. It was a big swing making his first post-Potter role that of a single father with a four-year-old kid. It’s a bit much to have asked 2012 audiences to swallow, though it reads slightly better so many years later.
However, despite its flaws, The Woman in Black remake is demonstrably better than the original. In nearly every conceivable way. It’s pure Hammer Films confection, as opposed to a television drama without an ounce of oomph.
Editorials
Is ‘Scream 2’ Still the Worst of the Series?
There are only so many times I can get away with burying the lede with an editorial headline before someone throws a rock at me. It may or may not be justified when they do. This article is not an attempt at ragebaiting Scream fans, I promise. Neither was my Scream 3 article, which I’m still completely right about.
I do firmly believe that Scream 2 is, at the very least, the last Scream film I’d want to watch. But what was initially just me complaining about a film that I disregard as the weakest entry in its series has since developed into trying to address what it does right. You’ve heard of the expression “jack of all trades, master of none”, and to me Scream 2 really was the jack of all trades of the franchise for the longest time.
It technically has everything a Scream movie needs. Its opening is great, but it’s not the best of them by a long shot. Its killers are unexpected, but not particularly interesting, feeling flat and one-dimensional compared to the others. It has kills, but only a few of them are particularly shocking or well executed. It pokes fun at the genre but doesn’t say anything particularly bold in terms of commentary. Having everything a Scream movie needs is the bare minimum to me.
But the question is, what does Scream 2 do best exactly? Finding that answer involves highlighting what each of the other sequels are great at, and trying to pick out what Scream 2 has that the others don’t.
Scream 3 Is the Big Finale That Utilizes Its Setting Perfectly
Scream as a series handily dodges the trap most horror franchises fall into: rehashing and retreading the same territory over and over. That’s because every one of its films are in essence trying to do something a little different and a little bolder.
Scream 3 is especially bold because it was conceived, written, and executed as the final installment in the Scream series. And it does that incredibly well. Taking the action away from a locale similar to Woodsboro, Scream 3 tosses our characters into the frying pan of a Hollywood film production. Despite its notorious number of rewrites and script changes (one of which resulted in our first solo Ghostface), it still manages to be a perfect culmination of Sidney Prescott’s story.
I won’t repeat myself too much (go read my previous article on the subject), but 3 is often maligned for as good a film as it turned out to be. And for all of its clunkier reveals, and its ghost mom antics, it understands how to utilize its setting and send its characters off into the sunset right.
Scream 4’s Meta Commentary Wakes Scream from a Deep Sleep
As Wes Craven’s final film, Scream 4 has a very special place in the franchise. It was and still is largely adored for bringing back the franchise from a deep 11-year sleep. With one of the craziest openings in any horror film, let alone a Scream film, it sets the tone for a bombastic return and pays off in spades with the journey it takes us on.
Its primary Ghostface Jill Roberts is a fan favorite, and for some people, she is the best to ever wear the mask. Its script is the source of many memorable moments, not the least of which is Kirby’s iconic rapid-fire response to the horror remakes question. And most importantly, it makes a bold and surprisingly effective return for our main trio of Sidney, Dewey, and Gale, whose return didn’t feel trite or hammy when they ended up coming back to Woodsboro for more.
Craven’s work on 4 truly understands the power its predecessors had exerted on the horror genre, both irreverent in its metacommentary and celebratory of the Scream series as a whole. The film is less of a love letter to the genre and more of a kicking down of the door to remind people what Scream is about. 4’s story re-established that Scream isn’t going away, no matter how long it takes for another film, and no matter how many franchises try to take its place.
Scream 5 & 6 Is Radio Silence’s Brutal and Bloody Attitude Era
Put simply, Scream 5 and 6’s strong suit was not its characters. It was not its clever writing. The Radio Silence duology in the Scream series excelled in one thing: beating the hell out of its characters.
Wrestling fans (of which there is an unsurprising amount of crossover with horror fans) will know why I call it the Attitude Era. Just like WWE’s most infamous stretch of history, Radio Silence brought something especially aggressive to their entries. And it’s because these films were just brutal. Handing the reins to the series, Bettinelli-Olpin and Gillet gifted a special kineticism to the classic Scream chase sequences, insane finales, and especially its ruthless killers.
All five of the Ghostfaces present in 5 and 6 are the definition of nasty. They’re unrelenting, and in my humble opinion, the freakiest since the original duo of Stu Macher and Billy Loomis. Getting to hear all the air get sucked out of the room as Dewey is gutted like a fish in 5 was still an incredible moment to experience in theatres, and it’s something I don’t think would have happened if the films were any less mean and any less explosively violent.
So, What Does Scream 2 Do Best Exactly?
So now, after looking at all these entries and all of their greatest qualities, what does Scream 2 have that none of the others do? What must I concede to Scream 2?
Really great character development.
Film is a medium of spectacle most of the time, and this is reflected in how we critique and compliment them. It affects how we look back on them, sometimes treating them more harshly than they deserve because they don’t have that visual flash. But for every ounce of spectacle Scream 2 lacks, I have to admit, it does an incredible job of developing Sidney Prescott as a character.
On a rare rewatch, it’s clear Neve Campbell is carrying the entirety of Scream 2 on her back just because of how compelling she makes Sidney. Watching her slowly fight against a tide of paranoia, fear, and distrust of the people around her once more, watching her be plunged back into the nightmare, is undeniably effective.
It’s also where Dewey and Gale are really cemented as a couple, and where the seeds of them always returning to each other are planted. Going from a mutual simmering disrespect to an affectionate couple to inseparable but awkward and in love is just classic; two people who complete each other in how different they are, but are inevitably pulled back and forth by those differences, their bond is one of the major highlights throughout the series.
Maybe All the Scream Films Are Just Good?
These three characters are the heart of the series, long after they’ve been written out. I talk a big game about how Scream 3 is the perfect ending for the franchise, but I like to gloss over the fact that Scream 2 does a lot of the legwork when it comes to developing the characters of Dewey, Gale, and especially Sidney.
Without 2, 3 just isn’t that effective when it comes to giving Sidney her long deserved peace. Without 2, the way we see Sidney’s return in 4 & 5 doesn’t hit as hard. All of the Scream movies owe something to Scream 2 in the same way they owe something to the original Scream. I think I’ve come to a new point of view when it comes to the Scream franchise: maybe there is no bad entry. Maybe none of them have to be the worst. Each one interlinks with the others in their own unique way.
And even though I doubt I will ever really love Scream 2, it has an undeniable strength in its character writing that permeates throughout the whole franchise. And that at the very least keeps it from being the worst Scream film.



