I Still Know What You Did Last Summer (1998)

I Still Know What You Did Last Summer is the kind of glossy, late-’90s slasher sequel that knows exactly what it’s selling: a sun-drenched vacation setting turned into a pressure cooker of dread, where the ocean breeze can’t drown out the sound of footsteps behind you. Director Danny Cannon keeps the pace brisk and the tension tight, staging set pieces with a mean little flair that makes the movie feel less like a retread and more like a roller-coaster built for screams. Jennifer Love Hewitt anchors the chaos with a convincingly frayed, haunted energy, and the film has a knack for jolts that arrive just when you think you’ve found solid ground. If you’re looking for elevated horror, this may be too pulpy and blunt, but if you want a suspense-forward crowd-pleaser with real shock quotient, it’s an easy night-in recommendation.

I Still Know What You Did Last Summer is clearly trying to bottle the slick, teen-slasher lightning of the first film and drop it into a sunny “vacation gone wrong” setting with bigger body count energy. The problem is it often feels like a reheated remix: the scares are telegraphed, the mystery doesn’t hold up, and the plot leans on convenience rather than genuine tension, which can make the whole thing feel oddly sluggish for a supposed thrill ride. That said, Jennifer Love Hewitt sells the anxiety, the Bahamas backdrop gives it a glossy late-90s vibe, and a few set pieces do land if you’re in the mood for comfort-food horror. If you want clever twists or truly inventive slasher suspense, you’ll likely be bored; if you just want familiar genre beats and nostalgic cast chemistry, it’ll do the job.