Director Wes Craven steps off his throne of Campy Slasher Flicks and into another steaming pile of shit.
My Soul To Take is an uninspired boring mess that seemed to be made to solely fill contractual obligations. It's uncharismatic cast fill the shoes of stereotypical characters who act nothing like teenagers. Old Man Craven has no idea what a typical teenager is and it becomes quite clear that he should stick to having other writers do the work for him.
Just crap. Utter, utter crap.
½ shitting n' puking condors out of 5
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