Starring:
Sari Paxton, Tony Goldwyn, Monica POtter Review:
Ten minutes into this puke-slick remake of Wes Craven’s infamous
1972 revenge classic on rape, torture and murder, I knew this
crapathon would give Watchmen a run for its money as this
weekend’s top box-office bell ringer. Such is the debased state of
American moviegoing barely three months into the new year, a time
when profits soar and taste sinks to sewage levels. Craven,
influenced by Ingmar Bergman’s Virgin Spring and the
real-life Charles Manson murders, found creative ways to plumb the
dark depths of human nature. And he did it with no cash. Remake
director Dennis Iliadis, with a studio budget and a galling, glib
cynicism, is merely cashing in. So when a fate worse than death
befalls young Mari (Sara Paxton) at the hands of creeps, and her
parents (Tony Goldwyn and…