The Nano-review: 5 out of 5 stars.
The Micro-review: If you were old enough to see Scream, Scream 2 and Scream 3 in the theater without an adult accompanying you, but you were still young enough to be carded, you will enjoy Scream 4.
Wes Craven directing.
Kevin Williamson(!) writing.
The best opening scene of any movie. Name one that’s better, I dare you.
An incredibly uncomfortable amount of shared screen time between David Arquette and Courtney Cox (Arquette^H^H^H^H^H).
It does not have:
I didn’t expect to love this movie. Netflix thought I would like it three stars. It didn’t do super-well at the box office. Sidney Prescott (Neve Campbell) is starting to look a little… old, sadly. And the young stars look too… young, dammit! Get off my lawn, which I have to mow tonight, in my own little house in the suburbs that looks like the one that I lived in when Scream 1 came out, but now I don’t live with my parents, thank god.
However, the movie is hilarious, and keeps referencing movies that I used to watch, back when I was a kid and my whole life lay before me.
I guess that’s what gets it two additional stars?