The picture is directed with such a loose, slack hand that you'd think Craven had never directed a slasher-thriller before: I didn't jump once; I never even felt vaguely scared or creeped out.

A thoroughly dreary, by-the-numbers exercise.

Dull, talk-heavy snoozer that most closely resembles something that would show up on the CW network.

Turns out to be a huge disappointment.

As for the 3-D, much ballyhooed in the film's advertisements, it's another muddy conversion that does little but make the film's unconvincing blood effects look a little darker. It's good, theoretically at least, to have Craven back. But why come back for this?