�I STILL KNOW WHAT YOU DID LAST SUMMER.� Ooh, get you� I still remember what I did last summer as well. I avoided tripe like this.
If you saw the first movie, on seeing this it�s you who�ll want to claw �Judge Dredd� director Danny Cannon and crew to certain death on account for being responsible for this sequel - possibly the least-needed sequel in the history of mystery.
Super-waif Jennifer Love Hewitt is the lucky survivor of a psychopath�s attack that picked off all her mates in the first movie, and wouldn�t she believe the radio when her mate wins a competition where the prize is a holiday for 4 on an isolated island in the Bahamas. Mmm mmm.
So, off she jets with her and 2 lads� oh, and �with� the afore-feared, hook-handed psycho whom she thought was dead, but isn�t - argh!
I�m assured it really isn�t �Halloween 56� under a different name, but it sure as hell feels like it. And while some slasher movies are cool (like the original, genuinely creepy �I Know What You Did Last Summer�), I just slashed myself laughing at the sheer routine of this clanger.
Even if the prophetic scene with Love-Hewitt singing (bearing in mind that she�s now a popstar in real-life, flouncing in J-Lo�s slingbacks) �I Will Survive� on karaoke is cleverly ironic once the infamous words �I Still Know What You Did Last Summer� are scrawled in red across the TV screen.
Yeh� and I don�t think I�d forget a bunch of cocky kids if they�d tried to bunk me off in the nicest possible taste either.
Heh� avoid this shit at all costs. (STEVE RUDD)