Every Halloween I find myself marathoning my old favorites, so it shouldn’t come as much of a surprise that the Scream franchise is a necessary re-watch every single October. It also dawned on me that the lead character, Sidney Prescott (played, obviously, by ’90s queen Neve Campbell) is a truly underrated badass, not only just in the horror world but in cinema, period.

Point blank: Sidney is the best horror movie heroine ever, and she is the HBIC we all need this Halloween… and every other day, too, if I’m being honest. Sidney spends four movies (and 15 years!) fighting off people in her life who want nothing more than to see her dead, and she does so while keeping a sense of humor, and her wits, about her… which is pretty damn impressive.


In the original film, Sidney is a high schooler who just lost her mother to a murder… and then faces the sheer terror of realizing that the killer is not only after her, but pretty much all of her classmates, too. Instead of weeping in her room and never coming out, Sid gets smart – she beats the killers at their own game. Case in point: when the killer first tries to get a scare out of Sid by asking her what her favorite scary movie is, what does our HBIC say?

“What’s the point? They’re all the same. Some stupid killer stalking some big-breasted girl who can’t act who is always running up the stairs when she should be running out the front door. It’s insulting.”


In Scream 2, Sidney goes off to college, hoping to put the horrendous events of the last two years behind her, and we’ve gotta give her props for actually going away to school and not hiding away forever in her bedroom, like the rest of us would. Instead of going to frat parties and burying herself in the books like most college students, Sid faces the stark reality that there are still people out there who want her dead. Having already lost her best friend in high school, she further cements her survivor status by staying alive, even when her new boyfriend is brutally murdered in front of her. Can you say “#screamqueengoals?”

By the third movie, Sidney is a bona-fide celebrity, and there’s a big Hollywood movie franchise called Stab being made about her story. Instead of trying to cash in on her 15 minutes of fame, Sidney becomes a grief counselor for women who have endured crises similar to what she’s gone through. She’s in hiding, having bought a secluded home with a major security system, but she’s still trying to do some good in the world, albeit anonymously. Unfortunately, she has to go back into survivor mode when the killer finds her safe haven, but instead of weeping in a corner, Sid (and her leather jacket and kick ass boots!) fights back yet again.

Ten years later, Sidney writes a book, hoping to share her experiences with other victims of traumatic events… but instead of finally being able to be free of worry in public, she’s taunted again, by someone who wants to frame her as the villain to play the part of the hero. But as Sidney, once again, takes down the forces of evil around her, she triumphantly reminds us — you simply don’t fuck with the original. You can’t even try.



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My cousin forced me to watch Child’s Play when I was around five years old, and I’ve loved horror movies ever since. I’ll watch anything (the gorier the better) but faint at the sight of blood in real life. Let’s be internet friends -- follow me on Twitter @mrstschinkel.