Scream 3 [2000] cont.
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Screenwriter Ehren Kruger and director Craven have a lot of fun
taking the "meta movie" concept of the first sequel to the next level,
using the making of the fictitious follow-up "Stab 3" to ridicule the
dubious nature of the "second sequel", and hence, their own motivations
(no one working on "Stab 3" seems terribly proud of it, and every frame
of "Scream 3" reeks of "obligation"). The ghost-faced killer, once again
sporting his trusty cell phone and a nifty new device that allows him
to mimic several voices, is "copycat-ting" the screenplay of "Stab 3"
for his murders on-set and off, and of course, "Stab 3" is more or less
the film we, the audience, are watching. But which draft is Ghosty following?
With daily rewrites and disappearing cast members, how does anyone know
where they reside on the hit list?
Longtime fans of the director will recognize a similar conceit from
the sadly neglected semi-sequel Wes Craven's New Nightmare, in
which Freddy Krueger's reign of terror over returning Elm Street
stemmed directly from a screenplay Craven himself was writing for
New Line Cinema exec Bob Shaye. A scary chiller in its own right, "New
Nightmare" managed to succeed as a sequel, a commentary on Hollywood
ala The Player, and, yes, as an intellectual treatise on the
craft and power of storytelling.
Scream 3 isn't quite so ambitious. After unveiling Lance
Henriksen as a controversial horror-movie icon ala Roger Corman
during the AIP/New World heyday, the filmmakers drop the satirical schtick
and instead dish out the requisite teen-horror movie cliches: a chase
through a big scary house, lots of trap doors, killers that won't stay
down, and an unmasking/revelation of the killer that's surely one of
the biggest rug-pulls in genre film history (I doubt that even Johnny
Smith of "The Dead Zone" could've seen this one coming!).
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I won't blow it for you, but regardless of whether you buy the killer's
identity and rather convoluted motivation/backstory or not, you'll have
a good time spotting various cameos from Carrie Fisher, Jay
and Silent Bob, and Roger Corman. Indie darling Parker
Posey is a lot of fun as a temperamental actress aping Courtney
Cox; ditto a suprisingly funny Jenny McCarthy, who delivers
an extremely convincing impersonation of a dreadful actress who fumes
for being "thirty five year playing a twenty one year old". As with
the first two installments, the pre-credit sequence is a nerve-wracking
mini-movie all of its own, with the twist here being that the latest
phone stalker chooses freed-suspect-turned-trash-TV-host Cotton Weary
(Lieve Schreiber), stuck in an LA traffic jam, as his inaugural
victim.
Some of the negative reviews have lamented that series creator Kevin
Williamson chose not to return and feel the script (from Williamson's
outline) suffers for it. But Kruger penned the excellent chiller Arlington
Road, and besides, did anyone see Killing Mrs. Tingle? A
new voice might have been exactly what the series needed at this point,
but like so many other sagas, Scream 3 succumbs to part three
anemia. Gotta give 'em points for almost making it, though. It may not
be quite up to the level of serious horror storytelling ala The Sixth
Sense, but like Stephen King says, "you don't criticize Norman
Rockwell for NOT being Cezanne".
Bottom line: it's a "part three" and they weren't desperate enough
to spring for 3-D. Good enough for me. Then again, I'm one of the few
in the universe who liked Halloween 3: Season Of The Witch.
- Robert L
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