I first saw Scream at a discount theater in 1997. Like many fans, I enjoyed its playful mockery of the slasher genre, especially since I was a fan of the Elm Street and Friday the 13th franchises. Since then, I’ve seen all five sequels at least once. That’s the background I brought into Scream 7, directed by Kevin Williamson. I didn’t feel the need to rewatch parts 5 and 6 beforehand—the film’s opening sequence does a solid job reestablishing the backstory, with a couple touring a recreation of the original house where much of the first film’s violence took place.
Much of the movie settles comfortably into the established rhythms of the franchise. If you’re unfamiliar with Scream, don’t worry—you’ll get hammered over the head with red herrings and fakeouts in no time. The problem is that the film leans too hard on them. The misdirections are simplified to the point of distraction. Do we really need a zoom-in on a character who’s already clearly visible in a wide shot? Do we need an authority figure to behave unrealistically jerky just to signal they might be a suspect?
By the time the ending rolled around, I realized I enjoyed part 6 more. This one lands at about 3 out of 5 stars for me. It’s a solid Scream entry, just not one of the standouts.as









