I Know What You Did Last Summer

You know a horror movie has completely missed the mark when you find yourself rooting for the killer.

Like most fans of the original movie and its sequel, I wanted to see this movie because they brought back Freddie Prinze Jr and Jennifer Love Hewitt.

Sadly, their contribution wasn't enough to save this film. The biggest problem is that the other main characters are so horrible you feel zero sympathy for them or their situation.

The character of Ava is so badly written and the fact that she has very little chemistry with the others is painfully obvious.

After watching this movie, you get the feeling that the director, Jennifer Kaytin Robinson, decided to do what Rian Johnson did with Star Wars the Last Jedi. Which was to take a good franchise and its characters, and completely undo everything you loved about them!

Five friends become responsible for a tragic car accident that results in a man's death. They decide to cover it up and swear never to speak of it again. But exactly one year later, the nightmare returns: a mysterious killer wielding a hook begins hunting down those involved. To stop the maniac, the group turns to the only people who've survived something similar - the victims of the 1997 Southport massacre.

As a fan of classic slashers like Scream and Urban Legend, I'll be blunt: if the filmmakers' goal was to make a straightforward remake with a new cast but no real changes to the script, the result is a missed opportunity. If they were aiming for the meta-approach of the later Scream sequels, referencing the original while updating the formula - it's not quite enough.

On the plus side: solid direction, a couple of effective jump scares, and decent visuals. But everything else feels derivative and predictable.

The film may spark nostalgia for fans of the genre, but it doesn't breathe new life into the franchise. If you've been missing slashers, it's worth a watch. If you were hoping for something more - unfortunately, this isn't it.

1997 was a wild year. Jennifer Love Hewitt and her pals in Southport, North Carolina, committed flat-out murder-and somehow managed to build a franchise out of what should've been a one-and-done slasher flick. Now, 27 years later, we're back with the worst-kept secret in horror history. What began with four friends has evolved into a new generation mirroring those same moments.

I'm all for paying homage and drawing inspiration from the original, but this film felt like callback central. Reference after reference. A loosely connected series of events that kind of made since... maybe. Its a legacy sequel so yeah expect some nostalgia, however the script seemed very rush and the film suffered because of it.

The connection between the original cast and the new generation was half-baked at best. I was glad to see Jennifer Love Hewitt and Freddie Prinze Jr., but their presence felt forced, like the film just wanted the audience to just go along with it.

As for the new stars there were some decent performances, a couple of laughs, however nothing truly stood out. I didn't feel invested in any of the characters and the film didn't give a reason why I should.

It started out so promising, I actually liked the characters and so fun to see characters from the previous movies. But god can't imagine any real fans being happy with this movie? Very obvious who the killer is which is fine. That how it usually is. But the ending, common? Shockingly bad! So unnecessary and stupid, made no sense and they spent no time explaining why?

Honestly the movie was okay until the last part of the movie, I would have wanted longer death scenes, with more chase, more drama and excitement but it kinda felt rushed unlike in the other movies. This could have been such a good movie, just disappointed.

This movie spits on the original in the most crude way possible. This was bad through and through.

Dull actors who can't deliver their lines believably. Bad special effects. Boring all the way through, predictable from the start.

The script was laughably awful.

This was more comedy than horror, pure comedy.