Not that I ever expect a direct to dvd cash in to leave an indelible impression, but DeCoteau seems to go out of his way sometimes to deliver the cinematic equivalent to a blank white sheet of paper.
Shot mostly in the dark with only flashes of lightning and harsh tungsten lighting to guide our eyes, Final Scream's almost non existent cinematography makes this already forgettable film all that more difficult to recollect.
Crap that it is though, at least it's legitimate crap. No way this film would have existed without 1996's Scream snatching bank the way that it did and so Final Scream achieves some nostalgia value just on the timely nature of it's conception alone. The film amazingly apes the Wes Craven trendsetter with much nuance by adopting the same dull and lifeless colour palette, the obnoxious self awareness, only now with more hyperbole, and the metallic sheen all of the Gen X Hollywood cast seem to exude.
Knowing DeCoteau's fondness for twinks, I was further disappointed by the lack of erotic charge Final Scream has as DeCotaeu in the past has delivered some truly exceptional horror film nudity.
In conclusion, Final Scream is poorly acted, low energy cash in cinema that is at best a made for lifetime slasher and at worst a barely visible non event slice of derision that is truly a waste of one's 81 minutes.
Shot mostly in the dark with only flashes of lightning and harsh tungsten lighting to guide our eyes, Final Scream's almost non existent cinematography makes this already forgettable film all that more difficult to recollect.
Crap that it is though, at least it's legitimate crap. No way this film would have existed without 1996's Scream snatching bank the way that it did and so Final Scream achieves some nostalgia value just on the timely nature of it's conception alone. The film amazingly apes the Wes Craven trendsetter with much nuance by adopting the same dull and lifeless colour palette, the obnoxious self awareness, only now with more hyperbole, and the metallic sheen all of the Gen X Hollywood cast seem to exude.
Knowing DeCoteau's fondness for twinks, I was further disappointed by the lack of erotic charge Final Scream has as DeCotaeu in the past has delivered some truly exceptional horror film nudity.
In conclusion, Final Scream is poorly acted, low energy cash in cinema that is at best a made for lifetime slasher and at worst a barely visible non event slice of derision that is truly a waste of one's 81 minutes.