Wes Craven at his best. Beauty in it's purest form.
Nothing innovative, nothing new, nothing surprising, feels like A nightmare on Elm street revisited(it even has a feels like home moment in a steamy Pool filter room), Emily Meade, typical teen stereotypes, fitting score, unnecessarily good actors, blood, knives, woods, schizophreniac killers, Emily Meade, the protagonist is the killers son bla bla, soulshifting, the best condor scene ever, a TOTALLY UNEXPECTED end, then a TOTALLY UNEXPECTED twist, then a TOTALLY UNEXPECTED end again, Emily Meade.
All in all exactly what you would expect from a teen slasher by Wes Craven and nothing else. Loved it to bits.
Did I metion Emily Meade?
Donnerstag, 17. Februar 2011
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