After his various slasher movies (and other creative ways to be dispatched), he should have had the style to go out in a more colorful, exciting, and macabre way. That would have been a good ending.
I have a clear and distinct memory of seeing the first Nightmare movie at an evening showing in a theater. It was a cool evening, and walking—then running—across the dark parking lot was a continuation of the film. The friend that was driving had an old LTD with a trunk that didn’t latch properly and as we got to the car, he thumped the quarter-panel and the trunk sprang open.
I’m surprised one of us didn’t have a heart attack.
RIP wes Craven.