Movie: I Still Know What You Did Last Summer (1998)
Writer: Trey Callaway
I Still Know What You Did Last Summer, the inferior sequel (imagine that) to the 1997 hit slasher flick I Know What You Did Last Summer, has its many guilty pleasures: Jennifer Love Hewitt sporting a bikini not once but twice, Brandy showing off her surprisingly robust derriere in spandex pants, Jack Black doing a hilariously awful Rastafarian shtick, and horror's lamest karaoke scene. That's almost enough to help make the film's ridiculous title somewhat tolerable. Think about it: Shouldn't it be I Still Know What You Did Two Summers Ago? Logic fail.
But even the dumb-ass title sounds brilliant when compared to the follow-up's incredibly lazy, overly emphasized, and climactic twist. The plot kicks off when Julie (Hewitt), now a university co-ed, wins a free trip to the Bahamas through a radio contest; once on the tropical island, everyone starts dying gruesomely at the hands of the first movie's killer, fisherman-with-a-hook Ben Willis.
It's all standard hack-and-slash flick procedure, up until one of Julie's friends, Will Benson (Matthew Settle) drops the maddening, fuck-out-of-here-screenwriter bomb on her: He's actually Ben Willis' son, and he orchestrated the whole Bahamas getaway as a trap. And just in case the moronic reveal isn't clear enough, Will hammers it over Julie's pretty little head with, "Will Benson! Get it... Ben's son!" Yes, Trey Callaway, the screenwriter, had all the wit of a 10-year-old who just learned that "level" spelled backward is still "level."