Directed by:
Wes CravenScreenplay:
Wes CravenCinematography:
Petra KornerComposer:
Marco BeltramiCast:
Max Thieriot, John Magaro, Denzel Whitaker, Zena Grey, Frank Grillo, Nick Lashaway, Dennis Boutsikaris, Shareeka Epps, Hannah Hodson, Emily Meade, Raúl Esparza (more)VOD (1)
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From the master of horror, Wes Craven, comes a terrifying tale of the Riverton Ripper who, legend has it, swore he would return to murder the seven children born on the night he died. Now, 16 years later, people are disappearing again. Has the psychopath come back to take his revenge? Did he survive the night he was left for dead? Or has he been reincarnated as one of the seven teens? Only one of the seven has the answer, but if they hope to save their friends they must face an evil that won't rest. (Momentum Pictures)
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Wes Craven mixes the teen slaughter flick formula with the schizophrenic insecurity of the main character and the strange symbolism of a predator devouring carcasses, and the result is such an incredibly muddled mess of WTF moments that it’s difficult to believe that the same filmmaker made the most sophisticated instalment of the Scream franchise with such a solid grasp a year later.
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Nonsense with a killer disguised as a condor! The trailer was not that bad, but the feature length could not hide Craven’s weaknesses (he’s never been consistent, so the hopes that the fourth Scream will be good remain alive). At times, it felt as if the plot of My Soul to Take had come from yet unexplored corners of screenwriting stupidity. It’s dumb, ridiculous, without atmosphere and with zero interesting murders. In modern slashers, it’s not enough for the killer to eviscerate their victims once with a knife (mostly out of frame). Also, Bug, the blond guy, is probably the most moronic protagonist since the invention of cinema. This film intellectually raped, murdered, buried, unburied and desecrated me. I don’t recommend it.
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