It’s no secret I’m a huge fan of the recently departed Wes Craven, even before I knew who the genius man was. He conquered and redefined horror time and again and his legacy will live on longer than most of the films his work has and will inspire. From The Last House on the Left toWes Craven’s New Nightmare to the 2000s remakes, he was always scaring up new and clever ways to frighten audiences. My Soul to Take, though more than a few have panned it, is no exception.
Adam "Bug" Heller (Max Thieriot) is a boy with issues; he just doesn’t realize how severe they are. On his sixteenth birthday, which he shares with the other unlucky member of the Riverton Seven - kids born the night the Riverton Ripper was finally stopped - someone or something begins offing his friends and non-friends alike. No one is safe.
It’s a bloody good time with plenty of slaughter and mayhem mixed with a good dose of comic relief. The acting is solid, especially Thieriot who’s tasked with emulating his costars as Bug goes through his mental gymnastics. Everything is shiny and bright, something other horrors would do good to learn from, allowing you to actually see what’s happening on screen – it makes the death scenes more fun and/or disturbing, depending on how much you like that sort of thing.
Released into theaters in 3D, sadly the home version doesn’t include the option; the movie didn’t make enough to warrant the money. Too bad; a low box office receipt means late comers will never experience everything it offers as well as guaranteeing no follow ups – even though it could support one.
So thank you, haters. Really.
Check this one out; it’s scary, creepy, violent and has actual, real-like characters. You know, more than cardboard cutouts. And it’s safe for younger horror fans as there is zero nudity. So invite the kiddies for a screamfest that deserves far more attention than it received and see why My Soul to Take is the best film Wes Craven gave us.