Much like its three predecessors, Scream 4 is an easy watch that uses metatextual dialogue as a means of excusing itself from criticism (you see this a lot these days to varying degrees of success…I thought that the insufferably annoying Rubber was an utter failure, but I very much liked restrained nonsense of The Catachysm Cataclysm). Ten years have passed since the previous film, but little has changed for the franchise’s survivors outside of a job promotion and a published novel. Sidney Prescott (Neve Campbell) returns to Woodsboro for a stop on her book tour followed closely behind by the Ghostface Killer. A new batch of attractive young stars are killed off one after another in typical fashion until the true killer(s) is revealed. The reveal is ultimately a cheat, the film provides no clues regarding the killer’s identity. The screenwriter simply chooses a character at random and expects viewers to accept it as the logical truth. You already know if you’re going to see this or not, do what you will.