One of the spate of tongue-in-cheek thrillers that proved so popular in the wake of Scream. A group of pretty university students are being picked off by a serial killer obsessed with urban legends (of “the calls are coming from inside the house” variety). The opening scene strikes the appropriate balance between laughs and scares, but it’s all downhill from there. Led by a gormless Alicia Witt, there’s some fun to be had watching the hot teen stars of the late 90s that never quite made it (Jared Leto, Rebecca Gayheart, Tara Reid) get slaughtered in predictably “inventive” ways. But when the only thing you take away from a movie is how bad Joshua Jackson looked with blonde hair, you know there’s something wrong.
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