I saw Scream 4 last night. It was the first horror film I’ve seen in a movie theater since the decidedly forgettable Piranha 3D, because horror movies (that aren’t horrible) never come out in theaters anymore. I’ve been a little burnt out on the genre for a while now, because it’s a pretty unexciting time to be a horror fan, but Scream 4 was jusssssssssssst the shot in the arm I needed!
And, hopefully, Scream 4 was the shot in the arm the genre needed.
If you’re on the fence about seeing Scream 4: do it! You won’t be disappointed. It can get a bit too silly from time to time, and I wish it would’ve ended about ten minutes before it did, but these are relatively small complaints about a genuinely wonderful film that I found engaging from beginning to end. Every twist, every turn—I was on board. Watching the mystery unravel was, as it usually is with Scream, something to behold. As were the genre homages. And the “rules”. And the cast of teenagers that, in true Scream fashion, somehow managed to not be annoying. It was perfect.
I’m a big fan of the original Scream. Scream 4 is, in some ways, its mirror image. It was so nice to see a horror film—a real horror film, that didn’t rely on some ridiculous gimmickry like shakycam or 3D—in theaters again. I’m begging you: go watch this film, so maybe we can get some more of those!