THE TOP TEN FINAL GIRLS OF ALL TIME
10. Jessica Harper, Suspiria (Dir. Dario Argento, 1977)
An ideal princess for Dario Argento’s psychedelic fairytale of hell, Suspiria, Jessica Harper shines in the role of tormented dance student Suzy Banyon. By turns sweet and unaffected, there’s just something magical about her, which suits the film’s fantastical overtures quite nicely.
9. Kelli Maroney, Chopping Mall (Dir. Jim Wynorski, 1986)
Chopping Mall, Jim Wynorski’s way-out-and-wacky schlockfest about killer robots in a galleria, embodies the ridiculous heights the slasher film reached by the mid-‘80s and, as such, is one of my all-time favorite cult films. Kelly Maroney, our leading lady, also happens to be one of my all-time favorite cult film stars (check her out in Night of the Comet). She suits Chopping Mall perfectly, mixing airy network television wholesomeness with enough action film bravado to give the film’s climax some actual weight—think the cast of The Facts of Life meets Linda Hamilton in Terminator 2: Judgment Day. And, I’m sorry, but whenever I see that poofy mane of cotton-candy-like hair of hers, I just want to eat it!
8. Kathryn McNeil, The House on Sorority Row (Dir. Mark Rosman, 1983)
Kathryn McNeil manifests all of the qualities of the Final Girl trope: she’s sweet, good-natured, and down-to-earth, but also honest, pragmatic, and thoughtful. She’s the only girl in her sorority who sees the potential harm in the gag she and her sisters are planning to pull on their caustic and taciturn housemother. McNeil doesn’t really bring anything new to the table here, but she’s compelling and charming enough that we appreciate her stock character’s familiar and time-tested traits all over again.
7. Vicky Dawson, The Prowler (Dir. Joseph Zito, 1981)
Fans of Amy Steel (further down on this list) do not want to miss the fantastic Vicky Dawson in The Prowler. From the acerbic wit to the tomboyish, go get ‘em vibe to the naturalistic delivery of her lines, Dawson is a solid pinch-hitter for Steel in every way, including looks. The Prowler is a rather meandering mess of a slasher film, but is rescued by Tom Savini’s outrageous gore effects and ingénue Dawson.
6. Daria Nicolodi, Tenebre (Dir. Dario Argento, 1982)
Tenebre, maestro Dario Argento’s return to the standard giallo film after his two back-to-back supernaturally-charged thrillers Suspiria and Inferno, is a frenzied stir-fry of the slasher subgenre gone Italiano. Daria Nicolodi (Argento’s one-time lover) has a genuine screen presence that shines through all the layers of dubbing and is fantastic as usual here. She’s especially good in the screeching, psychotic finale, which closes with an unforgettable shot of her wailing maniacally in the rain, obviously stymied by the grotesque carnage she has just witnessed.
5. Marilyn Burns, The Texas Chain Saw Massacre (Dir. Tobe Hooper, 1973)
Oh my. Marilyn Burns’ portrayal of Sally Hardesty in the latter half of subgenre classic The Texas Chain Saw Massacre is an undiluted embodiment of sheer terror. Out of all the Final Girls on this list, Sally undergoes the greatest physical and mental torment, and her determination to persevere through it is incredible. Jumping out windows and running away from a chainsaw-wielding maniac through all kinds of underbrush, Sally’s Final Girl sequence is just as exhausting and agonizing for us as it is for her, made possible by Burns’ fraught and utterly believable performance. Brutal, visceral, and haunting.
4. Olivia Hussey, Black Christmas (Dir. Bob Clark, 1974)
The exotic and enchanting Olivia Hussey is terrific as troubled and trapped sorority girl Jess Bradford in the late Bob Clark’s suspenseful work of genius, Black Christmas. Jess is so honest and gentle that we genuinely fear for her in her struggle against the film’s faceless and psychotic killer. A more likable Final Girl there has never been.
3. Sigourney Weaver, Alien (Dir. Ridley Scott, 1979)
Despite its ample production values and high-brow science fiction atmosphere, Alien is a gritty slasher film at heart. But, with its elite cinematography and art direction comes a Final Girl with considerably more sociopolitical weight. Gorgeous, strong-jawed Sigourney Weaver is a revelation as Lieutenant Ripley—an enduring, proactive, and bold cinematic template of the modern feminine. Ripley is a resolute space Amazon—a woman with tremendous will, intellect, and sexual power who defies the traditional action film practice of purveying masculinity as spectacle. Indeed, Ripley’s unflinching self-reliance allows her to excel at her duties as a commanding flight officer and fosters within the audience a growing acceptance of nontraditional female roles. Cross-gender identification has never been so seamless. And, even though the character was originally written as a man, Ripley stands as an indelible postfeminist hero whose authenticity and unchallenged resolve has allowed women to take charge and own the center stage in subsequent decades of action and horror films—Cynthia Rothrock owes her career to this woman.
2. Amy Steel, Friday the 13th Part 2 (Dir. Stephen Miner, 1981)
If any of the ladies on this list can be summed up as a “fan favorite,” it’s Amy Steel. Leading the cast of the spectacular second installment in the long-running Friday the 13th series, Steel is renowned by horror fans for her hoydenish portrayal of camp counselor Ginny. Steel’s work here is remarkably textured and effortlessly natural for a slasher film—and particularly for a Friday sequel. Her terror in the extended finale is instantly believable. What really sets the bar high, however, is her resourcefulness. Ginny isn’t some flighty damsel waiting for the cops to take Jason down. She’s assertive in her struggle against him, and uses her brain to survive, yielding one of the few examples in all of slasherdom wherein the Final Girl directly and succinctly hones in on the psychosexual fury that propels the killer (“Jason, mother is talking to you!”). Anyone who dismisses the Friday series as nothing but a shallow showcase of blood and boobs should revisit Steel’s performance—there’s some honest depth and craft there.
1. Jamie Lee Curtis, Halloween (Dir. John Carpenter, 1978)
Honestly, who else did you expect to be at number one? Jamie Lee Curtis is the pioneer and archetype of the modern scream queen. It’s impossible to discuss her career without bringing up slasher films, because her early résumé is so saturated with them, and for good reason: as Laurie Strode, Curtis created the now-commonplace template of the intelligent, introspective, and sexually reluctant Final Girl. Not only did she do it first, she did it best. Like Curtis’ other slasher performances (in Prom Night, Terror Train, etc.), Laurie is complexly rendered—she is at once awkward but adroit, hesitant but intrepid, plain but pretty. To top it off, she’s one of horror’s all-time best screamers—who can forget her primal shrieking as she tumbles over the banister? Director John Carpenter also crafted an interesting symmetry between Laurie and killer Michael Myers—one of sexual repression and confusion—thereby codifying the masculinized victim-hero and feminized killer dynamic that defined the latter day slasher heyday. With Laurie, all that pent-up energy bursts out of her during that unforgettable battle with Michael from inside the closet—a scene that paved the way for all the redemptive Final Girl-versus-psycho-killer showdowns for decades to come.
Happy Halloween!



