An undisputed master of horror returns to the world of teen slashers with My Soul to Take
, a dumbfounding thriller that’ll truly leave its audience scratching their heads. Channeling Scream
in some moments, with sprinkles of Nightmare on Elm Street
in others, then ending in a “what the heck?” third act, filmmaker Wes Craven desperately looks to reconnect with the best of his work, but ends up delivering another clunker in the same vein as the much-maligned Cursed
. While not all of My Soul to Take
is rotten -- the first two acts are fairly zippy in dialogue, rife with unexpected plot elements and silly killer schtick -- one senses an...