Episode 3 of American Horror Stories begins with a couple together kissing. It’s been six months since they got together and this guy, Chad, is pressuring Kelley to make love. Instead, she storms out the room.
Chad's comrades conspire, convinced that instilling fear, rather than relying on the soothing charm of Bob Ross, holds the key to igniting a spark between Chad and Kelley. Their devious plan? To lure them to a drive-in cinema screening of a notoriously cursed film, 'Rabbit Rabbit,' whispered to shatter souls and claim the lives of six unsuspecting souls beforehand.
The ominous premise lures the youth like moths to a flame, defying all reason. Amidst this ghoulish gathering, a solitary protester, her face etched with the scars of a '86 massacre and an eye forever lost to that tragedy, pleads with Chad to turn back, her voice a haunting echo of warning.
As the eerie 'Rabbit Rabbit' unfurls on the screen, it casts a hypnotic spell over the majority, entrancing them with images that border on the surreal. Yet, amidst this visual seduction, Chad and Kelley find themselves entwined in a kiss, oblivious to the film's sinister allure, their love a sanctuary from the madness that enslaves the others.
As the theater erupts into a frenzy of rampaging, maniacal figures, Chad and Kelley bolt into a nearby auditorium, slamming the door shut on the chaos outside. Their hearts pounding, they weather the night, emerging only to confront a grim reality: the necessity for Chad to take the life of his own friend, his hand forced by circumstance and a burning desire for retribution.
Driven by a vengeful fury, Chad and Kelley set their sights on the enigmatic director himself. He emerges as a twisted genius, reveling in his creation—a film imbued with subliminal horrors designed to mirror and exacerbate the very terror lurking beyond its frame. The Starlite Drive-In, he proclaims, is a masterpiece of fear, a testament to his dark imagination come to life.
Kelley and Chad, their patience thoroughly exhausted, execute a swift and merciless act, firing a point-blank shot into his knee. With swift precision, they seize the incriminating tapes and, within the confines of the caravan, consign them to the flames, which eagerly consume their secrets. As the blaze dances voraciously around them, they topple a bookshelf, creating a hellish trap that seals the man's fate, condemning him to a fiery demise amidst his desperate cries for aid. Without a backward glance, the duo turns their backs and strides away, leaving behind only the echoes of his agony.
On their journey back home, the tension between them morphs into a fierce passion, ignited as the Rabbit Rabbit film premieres on Netflix, inadvertently stirring up chaos beyond their cozy abode. In the privacy of their sanctuary, they lose themselves in a union that transcends their recent deeds, the flames of desire consuming them as they revel in each other's embrace.
