In my review of I Know What You Did Last Summer, I pointed out that, though Kevin Williamson’s screenplay was nearly as strong as the one he turned in for Scream, Summer suffered from the absence of the kind of inventive direction provided by Wes Craven. I Still Know What You Did Last Summer, however, lacks both Williamson’s dialogue and plotting as well as Craven’s skill and artistry.
Finally recovering from the events of the first Summer, Julie and her new friends head south after having won a trip to a Caribbean island. Once there, the group discover that a storm is approaching and that their hotel is nearly empty—and infested with Jack Black.
Then the killing starts, the Fisherman having apparently followed them on their get away.
Jennifer Love Hewitt turns in another decent performance as Julie, and the rest of the cast—which includes not just one but three people of color in prominent roles—are fine, but Still just feels like more of more of the same. The plot is contrived, the killer’s machinations unbelievably complex, his identity easily guessed at, and the kills are nothing new. The movie has cash-grab written all over it.
And sure, that’s to be expected. Scream did it over and over again; hell, Friday the 13th 2 was made only to capitalize on the success of the first movie. But even that venerable sequel knew how to give the audience something new. In the case of Still, they seem to think a tropical setting will be enough of a change, but the setting is woefully underutilized, most of the action taking place indoors or in stormy darkness. The Caribbean hotel could’ve been a mansion or located in the middle of the Siberian Tundra for all we know.
There’s no real creativity here, just a bunch of undoubtedly skilled people taking the film from point A to B to C and so on. This isn’t so much a sequel, reboot, or remake as a rehash.
If you absolutely loved the first Summer and desperately want more of the same, then sure, watch this one. Otherwise, skip it.
Length: 100 min