"The Last Final Girl is like Quentin
Tarantino's take on The Cabin in the Woods.
Bloody, absurd, and smart. Plus, there's a killer in a
Michael Jackson mask." - Carlton Mellick III,
author of Apeshit Life in a slasher film is
easy. You just have to know when to
die. Aerial View: A suburban town in
Texas. Everyone's got an automatic garage door opener.
All the kids jump off a perilous cliff into a shallow
river as a rite of passage. The sheriff is a local
celebrity. You know this town. You're from this
town. Zoom In: Homecoming princess, Lindsay.
She's just barely escaped death at the hands of a
brutal, sadistic murderer in a Michael Jackson mask. Up
on the cliff, she was rescued by a horse and bravely
defeated the killer, alone, bra-less. Her story is
already a legend. She's this town's heroic final girl,
their virgin angel. Monster Vision: Halloween
masks floating down that same river the kids jump into.
But just as one slaughter is not enough for Billie Jean,
our masked killer, one victory is not enough for
Lindsay. Her high school is full of final girls, and
she's not the only one who knows the rules of the
game. When Lindsay chooses a host of virgins,
misfits, and former final girls to replace the
slaughtered members of her original homecoming court,
it's not just a fight for survival-it's a fight to
become The Last Final Girl.
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