These days you can barely take a crap in your own home without someone finding out about it and taking offence to it. Frankly, your offence and your easily offended nature are offensive to me and my butt hole.
Scream Queens is one of those shows that I am actually shocked that it was able to even air on TV/Netflix and that the cast of the show haven’t been hunted down on social meeting and barraged by a wall of complainers. The show is an obvious horror comedy that basically takes every opportunity that it can to make an offensive comment about something, anything and anyone. Sometimes while watching the show you have to do a double take and say, Did they really just say/do that?
Season one of Scream Queens centres around a fictional university in the U.S. where a serial killer dons the schools mascot uniform and begins killing the students. The victims centre around the sorority of Kappa Kappa Tau, a well known sorority for having the prettiest and most popular girls every year. It is actually the fact that they are so racist and elitist that makes them the sorority that every girl wants to be part of. The sorority is lead by Chanel Oberlin (Emma Roberts) and her gaggle of minions dubbed The Chanels. Each of the original Chanel’s are given a number ranging from 1 to 5. These include: Chanel #2 (Ariana Grande), Chanel #3 (Billie Lourd), Chanel #4 died prior to the pilot and Chanel#5 (Abigail Breslin). The Chanels are an elite group of rich daddy’s girls that plague and torment the university. They stand for everything that the Dean of the university is against and so Dean Munsch (Jamie Lee Curtis) makes it her mission to shut down the sorority for good. As part of her mission to push the girls of Kappa Kappa Tau, the Dean makes it mandatory for the house to allow any pledge to join the house. This strips the house of its exclusivity and creates a group of misfits that are an extreme contrast to The Chanels. When a serial killer sets its sights on Kappa Kappa Tau, The Chanels and their new recruits must band together to try to protect one another and to unmask their killer and the reason behind the killings.
With the show being set on a university and within a sorority we have the added benefit of many different character roles to follow, and also plenty of victims. The Chanels may be known as their number, but each one has their own name and their own personality. Something that each character also has are their own skeletons. The secrets from the past mixed and those of the present along side the over the top personalities helps to create a stronger storyline instead of a straight forward serial killer slasher show. It also doesn’t hurt to have so many familiar faces added to the cast to keep us coming back including: Emma Roberts, Abigail Breslin, Lea Michele, Ariana Grande, Jamie Lee Curtis, Nick Jonas and an appearance by Chad Michael Murray.
The show is full of over the top comedy, cheesy horror (and actual horror) with the tantalizing element of mystery. The thing that all these shows have in common is the fact that there is a killer and us as the viewer wants nothing more than to find out who it is. This is what keeps us coming back for more as we target one person with a full belief that they are the killer, only to find out that they aren’t, to set our sights on the next person for the same pattern to continue. This game allows the show to continue longer than just one episode and also keeps the viewers coming back; however, it can also get a little annoying.
There are moments of humour throughout the season, but I must admit I was hoping for more laughs than I actually got. I appreciated the mystery of trying to work out who the killer is but even that only went so far. Scream Queens is one of those shows that you don’t love, but the shock factor seems to keep you hanging around. I wasn’t that impressed by season one, but I must admit that if season two was on Netflix I would have continued with the series. With even more familiar faces in the second season when it does come available on Netflix, I won’t be surprised to find myself watching.