An endurance test is what it feels like for a non-movie, a piece of filth with no brains or insights or even two-dimensional characters worth caring a lick about. That non-movie is called "Jeepers Creepers: Reborn" which is not the latest example of a so-bad-it's-good movie. Don't be fooled my merry gorehounds out there - this alleged sequel reboot is not worthy on the most basic gore level.
Not that "Jeepers Creepers" movies were ever meant for gorehounds. The original "Jeepers Creepers" thrived on imagination, a creative-looking and designed monster, spooky backwoods atmosphere and the comic spirit of Justin Long. This movie has the Creeper but we see too much of him. He also doesn't quite feast on flesh for the 23 days of his expected appearance every 23 years - he kills without provocation. There is a less-than-lively young couple who are headed to a Horror Hound festival (no relation to the convention despite using the same font) somewhere in the backwoods of Louisiana, the state itself which has been green-screened to death. The festival is some sort of carnival with lots of cosplay (though seemingly sparsely populated) and a chance to go to some escape room in a dilapidated old house!
Meanwhile, Creeper is nearby and wants the young woman's baby blood since she is pregnant (she's played by Sydney Craven, unrelated to director Wes, and has appeared in 42 episodes of "East Enders"). Why baby blood? Why a sacrifice and since when does the Creeper have evil cloaked assistants? Oh, the Creeper also knocks out a utility pole and now nobody at Horror Hound has wifi! Bloody hell!
The thinner-than-Stephen-King's-Thinner plot of this makes little sense considering the series itself and the Creeper's own actual agenda as addressed in the original film. The dialogue is banal to the point of sleep-inducing and no character here makes much of an impression. We are saddled with the most soporific horror movie sequel in ages. Just like the record of the title's namesake that is destroyed making the Creeper furious, this movie ruins a perfectly good song and will make your peepers' eyelids shut quickly.
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