I Know What You Did Last Summer

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.

I grew up watching the originals. Have been a huge fan ever since... seen them more times than I can count. Wtf were they thinking with this one..... without a doubt one of the most disappointing & unnecessary reboots I have ever seen.

I am going to try to pretend this one never happened... It was that bad.

Bad casting bad story bad pace bad acting. No character development. Too many plot holes. Nothing to get you "hooked"... if you gotta see for yourself, go for it. Recommend waiting til it comes out on digital if anything.

The music score was kinda dope, as well as a few scenes and the nostalgia was there with a few surprises but overall I left really upset and disappointed. And the twist at the end made me SO angry.

They should have left this one alone. I honestly liked the trailer and idea they had for it more than the actual movie. There are fans of the originals 30 years in the making and they basically just spit in our faces.

Let's talk about the guys first: they're not actors, they're perfume ad extras. You could swap them out like Pokémon cards and no one would notice. The girls? Even better. Half of them are on the "unlimited plastic surgery" plan, the other half have the charisma of a TikTok tutorial. To look modern, the script throws in a couple of pseudo-feminist lines-"see, we're progressive!" Result: a plastic cast that makes The Sims look like Italian neorealism.

Back in '97, at least you got a few chills. Here, the tension level is like watching Scooby-Doo without the dog. The Jennifer Love Hewitt/Freddie Prinze Jr-style twist? You see it coming like a train two miles away: it honks, it flashes, and everyone pretends to be shocked. And of course, the old trick of the camera lingering too long on a suspect so you know it's not him-thanks, but we've seen that a thousand times, even in Inspector Derrick.

It's 2025, and somehow these people film murders with less imagination than an eight-year-old with a PlayStation 2. No inventive gore, no striking set-pieces, nothing. It looks like a buggy Dead by Daylight DLC coded by an intern on sedatives. No sweat, no chills. In a slasher you're supposed to clench your ass-here, you're checking your phone between scenes.

A horror movie without a memorable score is like Star Wars without John Williams: it doesn't work. Here? Radio silence. No musical build-ups, no theme that sticks. It feels like they shot the film with the speakers unplugged. So when the killer finally shows up, you don't care-it's filmed like a wildlife documentary on PBS.

Everything reeks of leftovers: the dumb group of teens, the crappy pact, the mysterious killer's return... We've seen it all before, and way better, thirty years ago. And just to rub salt in the wound, they bring back the survivors from '97 to play consultants. It's not a movie, it's a "nostalgia special" episode of Legends of the Hidden Temple. And honestly, at least in Legends, you got a little adrenaline when the temple guards showed up.

This 2025 I Know What You Did Last Summer is proof that Hollywood now has the creativity of flan. No scares, no tension, no desire-just a cynical product already built to spawn another useless sequel. We wanted to shiver, but in the end, the only scary thing is realizing they're still funding this crap. Bottom line: just rewatch the '97 one-at least back then, when you asked "who's the killer?", you weren't bored stiff waiting for the answer.

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.

Run. Run far away. Run far away and never return. You know, you really begin to understand and appreciate what a great writer Kevin Williamson is when all these new directors and writers try to continue his stories and fall flat on their face. This movie is trash. What the director has done is basically just spitting in the face of the fans that have loved these characters for almost 30 years. I rolled my eyes and went along with it for almost 90 minutes and then the train derailed. I don't know that I've ever witnessed a more jarring and sudden character assassination in my 40 years of enjoying movies.