Every so often a nude scene gets paired with a song that, for better or worse, ends up making it that much more memorable, and as it’s the week before Halloween, what better time to look at what many consider to be one of the best needle drops in modern horror? Keep your eyes peeled for bare boobs while we go “Looking for the Magic” in the 2012 slasher flick You’re Next.
The film doesn’t necessarily rewrite the book on horror; in fact, it’s a pretty solid entry into the already-established world of Final Girls out in the middle of the woods. But what it does do very well is create an atmosphere from the jump that’s both sexy and unsettling.
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Like most stories where characters are tormented by a psycho killer (or killers), it starts with a murder scene that sets the tone for the rest of the film. The one at the beginning of You’re Next just happens to have the magic combination of nude thrills and scary chills - not to mention one amazingly underrated earworm.
The first sound, though, is a bouncing bed frame and headboard, where a man and his much younger partner are banging away in missionary. We later learn that this is a college professor who left his wife for a student, which not only explains the age difference but also the unsatisfied look on Kate Lyn Sheil’s face after her man finishes and then rushes off to take a shower.
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Kate Lyn Sheil Nude in You’re Next
Kate then gets up, slips her panties back on, and saunters downstairs to make herself a drink and put some tunes on repeat, namely the Dwight Tilley Band single “Looking For Magic.” We don’t have to look far for magic, as Kate’s bare pair are visible under her open shirt the whole time.
00:00:43 Kate Lyn Sheil is topless getting screwed in the first scene of the film. Now that's how you start things out with a bang! (2 mins 30 secs)
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The upbeat 70s song turns out to be the perfect background for Kate’s eerie and untimely end, and just gets creepier when you hear it later on, knowing that it’s just been replaying over and over again while her and her man’s dead bodies are just waiting to be discovered. When Margaret Laney ends up there looking for help, the song is still going strong while she’s taken out as well.
We hate to tell you, Dwight Tilley, but your song is synonymous with death now. Death and boobs - the magic duo!
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