This film is so obviously trying to capitalize on the success of Scream, with its attempts at meta self-referential dialogue. The only difference between this film and Scream? Scream was actually good. And smart. Horror films, especially slasher films, tend to live or die by its characters. And the characters here are either dull and boring, or horribly unlikable (aspiring screenwriters take note; it’s not scary to watch douchebags get torn to shreds). Not helping is that the performances, barring a handful of exceptions, are all pretty bad. This film is also unbelievably predictable; which is detrimental in making a film scary. The third act has some effective moments, but nowhere near enough to make this slasher film worth checking out.