By the conclusion of the
Clown in a Cornfield Flixtor film, I was laughing so hard that I started crying. The movie's theme is foreshadowed nicely by the soundtrack that plays as soon as the credits roll. I first wished for more in the movie and mentally compared it to Thanksgiving, but by the conclusion, I had changed my mind. I believe it truly caught my interest when I shifted my perspective from mainstream slasher to campy horror from the 1980s. It does a fantastic job, in my opinion, of adhering to ridiculous clichés while maintaining gore that is in line with contemporary horror standards.