Matt Bettinelli-Olpin and Tyler Gillett’s horror comedy is sharp in more ways than one.
Scream VI barely resembles the film that birthed the franchise back in 1996.
It’s at a certain point toward the finale that this Scream becomes almost as drearily repetitious as the reboot culture that it skewers.
Only in its giddily gory finale does the outrageousness of the film’s violence come close to matching that of its plot.
V/H/S is a collection of tales of gender warfare that are scattershot, tasteless, and occasionally quite frightening.
V/H/S exudes, sometimes extraordinarily, a neophyte’s sense of courage and cluelessness.