"So-so" is the best way I can describe "I Know What You Did Last Summer." The movie plays smoothly but it's as transparent as a piece of glass. Lois Duncan should have gotten more credit, in my opinion, since she did, after all, write the source novel. Kevin Williamson packed the first half of the film with plenty of clever dialogue but, by the end, Freddie Prinze, Jr. and Jennifer Love Hewitt were sounding more like soap opera lackies than movie stars. (Freddie really sounded bad with that "No one gets me like you do" line. Jennifer didn't do any better with her reply: "I feel your pain.") Still, the jolt that got everybody in the theater where I watched it was the Anne Heche banging on the car window gag. It's good to see them again making slasher movies where the killer poses real harm to the heroes. If you LOVED "Scream" then you'd probably LIKE "I Know What You Did Last Summer."
Review of I Know What You Did Last Summer
