EDITOR’S NOTE: Last week, I attended the press screening of Jeepers Creepers 3, attempting to be as objective as I could possibly be while reviewing a film directed by a convicted pedophile. This is not easy. I’ve been going back-and-forth with the entire Frightday staff, debating whether or not to even cover this film, fearing that my/our thoughts (good or bad) would spark your curiosity, or come off as a dare to attend. But after much internal turmoil, I feel obligated to share. Jeepers Creepers 3 is a trap.
This ‘One Night Only’ screening that made a shocking $1,773,763, is an embarrassing attempt to profit from the franchise’s (honestly subpar) past, squeezing money from folks who somehow managed to avoid Googling “Victor Salva”.
[customfont1]Read ‘Disney Movie’s Director a Convicted Molester’ by the Los Angeles Times[/customfont1]
Tomorrow night (October 4th, 2017) you’ll have a second chance to support distasteful sequels, cinematic deception, and above all else, a predator who hasn’t learned his lesson. According to initial reviews from earlier screenings, the film originally included the following dialogue…
“Can you blame the step-dad, though? I mean, look at her. The heart wants what it wants, am I right?”
Monsters belong on the screen, not behind the camera. Vote with your money/attendance.
Read my thoughts on the film itself below.
Victor Salva’s unfortunately anticipated third film in the Jeepers Creepers franchise is an incoherent, meandering, marketing scheme to take money from folks who can somehow still stomach the series. There’s not a moment on screen that doesn’t feel like a first take, of a first draft of a script. Exposition spills out of characters as responses to questions that haven’t been asked. Lore ignored, replaced by an illogical (even for a film about an ancient man-monster) addition of a Herbie the Love Bug like twist on the Creeper’s conveyance. All CG moments were poorly handled, recycled, and out of perspective. I feel bad for, or angry at everyone involved in this movie. The best part of this was the organic white chocolate peanut butter cups that my friend brought, and even those weren’t good.
