Wes Craven is often credited as helping push horror into the mainstream as a sort of pop novelty. Let’s face it, with icons like Freddy Krueger and Ghostface as part of his legacy, he definitely deserves a reputable spot in the horror hall of fame.
However, his latest project, My Soul to Take, falls pretty far from the tree (unlike the eviscerated body of Drew Barrymore that he forged into our minds almost 15 years ago).
It starts with a pretty good premise and a wonderful opening sequence, but the film never really leaves the starting gate as the rest of the film is generic and socially irrelevant.
The scariest thing about the film is this is the first movie Wes Craven has written and directed since 1994′s New Nightmare which makes it an ultimate disappointment for Craven fans (much like myself). In the end, however, the script compliments the film’s sequences: for every terrible line of dialogue (“Wake up and smell the Starbucks” was my favorite), there is a bland and virginal death scene where you feel no urgency for the character’s life.
In a dead teenager flick, the teenagers should be disposable, but you should always have some qualms about their end; in My Soul to Take, there is no such thing. Also, the fact that this film is rated ‘R’ appalls me as the violence is chaste, the death scenes so quick, and the blood is essentially all CGI. Is this a ‘PG-13′ masked as an ‘R’? Looks like someone made a boo-boo.
Despite it’s shortcomings, there is a highlight in the deepest, darkest corner of the film. The twist, which involves the importance of a certain bird and a certain person and a collection of souls, was implemented very well in a way that threw me way off track.
So much happened at the end of the movie that it left me in a state of coma, something that hasn’t happened to me in a long time. It may confuse a few people, but it only takes some time to think about which is why this film is worth a gander. It makes you think.
As a movie, it’s pretty forgetful and it’s very disappointing that this is Wes Craven’s supposed comeback into the realm of horror as a writer/director. In the grand scheme of things, however, Craven has proven time and time again that for every ‘ok’ movie he’s made has led to better things (the original The Hills Have Eyes led to A Nightmare of Elm Street). Therefore, My Soul to Take can be seen, but only if it can have your soul on Netflix.