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If you thought Fear Street: Prom Queen would be a glittery high school slasher with surface-level drama, think again. This Netflix film goes deeper than most of its genre cousins. It serves murder, mayhem, and some razor-sharp commentary on ambition, power, and identity all under the shiny glare of prom lights.

Set in 1988 at Shadyside High, the story centres around Lori Granger. She is not your typical horror lead. Lori is quiet, kind, and burdened with emotional baggage. Her life has been messy, shaped by family secrets and a whole lot of pain. But still, she dares to want something for herself. She wants to be prom queen. A little hope in the middle of the chaos.

Soon enough, that dream turns into a nightmare. Girls from the prom court begin dying under mysterious circumstances. One goes missing. Another ends up dead. The school is in panic. Lori starts to connect the dots. Someone is eliminating the competition, and prom queen is starting to look like a cursed title.

The reveal? It is not a scorned classmate or a random psycho. It is Dan Falconer, a grown man who also happens to be the father of Tiffany Falconer, one of Lori’s rivals. His plan? Kill the other candidates so his daughter can win the crown. This is not just overprotective parenting. This is full-blown, blood-soaked madness.

Who is the killer?

But that is not even the wildest part. Dan is not acting alone. His daughter Tiffany and wife Nancy are part of the plan too. A family that slays together stays together? Not quite. Nancy’s motivation comes from an old grudge involving Lori’s parents. The Falconers are not just obsessed with winning. They are obsessed with revenge.

Lori, thankfully, is not the type to go down quietly. When she learns the truth, she confronts the killers. She does not run. She fights back hard. And in the end, she survives. Not just physically, but emotionally too. She does not get the crown. But she gets something better. Peace. Power. Closure.

The final scenes flip the script of Fear Street on what winning even means. Lori walks out with her head held high. Bloodied, yes. But no longer invisible. She is not a background character in someone else’s story. She owns her story now.

And just when you think it is over, the mid-credits scene creeps in. A little nod to the supernatural energy that has always haunted Shadyside. Maybe the Falconers were more than just angry people. Maybe something darker was feeding their rage. It opens the door for another chapter, and honestly, I would not mind seeing Lori again.

What Fear Street: Prom Queen really nails is how horror can speak to bigger things. The killer is not just a man with a knife. He is a symbol of how dangerous obsession with perfection can be, how status and reputation can twist people. How generational grudges leave scars that do not fade easily.

Lori wanted something small. A moment to feel seen. The Falconers wanted everything and they lost it all. So, who is the real villain? The killer? The enablers? The system that made a crown feel like survival? Maybe all of it. But Lori? Lori is the final girl. And she did not need a tiara to win. She just needed the strength to survive, and Fear Street gave her the stage to do it.