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Scream 3

(2000)

Scream 1 was an annoying piece of shit bursting at the seams with the worst kind of wanking off (the janitor dressed like Freddy Krueger? Fuck off.), and Scream 2 wasn't so much a slasher movie as it was one of those gory Eye-talian murder mysteries where there's tons of suspects and red herrings and the end never makes any goddamned sense. "Giallos", I think they're called. Now here's Part 3, and it should come as no surprise that Jay & Silent Bob show up in this one because this stupid series appeals most to just the type of dredge-ass feeb who can't get enough of Jay & Silent fucking Bob. Of course all the tiresome regulars are back too - the main hottie, the dork cop, hungry hungry Courteney Cox, even the movie nerd who died in the previous sequel - but that's not the worst of it. You see, this is yet another horror movie about people getting killed while they're making a horror movie. And in the order they die in the script! Imagine that. Of course the movie they're making is based on the shit that went down in the previous Screams, which means that we have to suffer through a bunch of lame fictional-characters-to-the-second-power nonsense; you know, like hungry hungry Courteney Cox can't stand the actress who's playing her, crap like that. The worst thing about Scream 3 though is that it hates the people watching it even more than Part 1 did, and makes sure we know it by being so fucking dumb that it's openly insulting. For example, in one part the killer fills a house with gas and then sends the people there a FAX on the off chance that one of them will use a lighter to try to read it in the dark and blow the entire place up, which, wouldn't you know it, is exactly what happens. Amazing. And by "amazing", of course, I mean "This movie can suck my dick." And when it's finished, its mom can do my balls.

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