Remakes are always troublesome, but why would you choose to remake such a fantastic film? If this is what modern cinema audiences want, a badly made horror film void of any substance, then this film is truly groundbreaking, for it is the defining evidence to support the prophecy of many film critics that cinema is slowly dying. Director Samuel Bayer takes Wes Craven’s genius, cuts out the innards, blowtorches the carcass and then pisses on the remains. Congratulations to producer Michael Bay for another critical attack on modern cinema, and the public execution of a masterpiece. Fucking Moron.
