I Know What You Did Last Summer is a very clear-cut slasher from screenwriter Kevin Williamson. Particularly known for his work on Wes Craven’s Scream, the writer managed to reinvent and reinvigorate the ‘dead’ genre in a witty and original manner, and along with Craven’s direction, create a truly successful film. It was only certain that Williamson’s next contribution would be as fortunate at the box office, and it was, despite its negative reaction from critics. I can’t say I agree with them. The film seems to know that an abrasive kill count isn’t the top of the pyramid – its the characters; the slow burn reactor that eventually lights a fuse within the film’s killer. For that, I appreciate it, however hackneyed it is.
Essentially, this is a terribly conventional slasher. Hardly nothing is surprising, or terrifying for that matter. In each sense, this is a film lathered from head to tea in golden-age slasher ingredients, and in no way is that discerning – in fact, it’s almost charming to see unfold in a latter period. For the most part, I Know What You Did Last Summer is thoroughly, foolishly enjoyable. The film somewhat adapts the classic slasher formula into the modern age quite nicely and I really can’t complain.