Stretch from Texas Chainsaw Massacre 2
I was thinking while reading Carol Clover’s book, Men, Women, and Chainsaws how much of a badass the final girl is in a slasher flick. And how she is probably does more against greater odds than any significant superhero male or female. I mean when Wonder Woman fights I dunno, Cheetah or whatever, that’s largely an arms race of powers up against each other, and mortality is rarely on the table. But the final girl is usually up against a force that is much stronger than her, and beyond that is terrified out of her mind because she’s seen all of her friends, family, and generally all structures that you would point to as possible points of safety—even her home itself, completely get torn apart by this unstoppable force, that seems impervious to anything. But still you get things like Laurie Strode in Halloween trapped in a closet that her killer is quickly tearing through, fashioning a weapon out of a clothes hanger to jab in his eyes. What’s cool about the final girl is that she(and it’s almost always she) takes all of the shit that can possibly be thrown at a human being, endures it all, and then overcomes it at the end and is the force for ejecting the slasher from the narrative. It’s pretty amazing.
The other cool thing with slasher flicks is that they prove that men will watch and identify with a movie where a woman is the hero. Which is apparently an impossible idea for the folks over in superhero movies.