Jeepers Creepers: Reborn (2022)

Jeepers Creepers: Reborn aims for that pulpy, late-night horror-festival vibe where the fun comes from leaning into the legend, the atmosphere, and the creeping sense that something old and hungry has been invited back. It’s at its best when it turns the Horror Hound setting into a carnival of dread, building tension with a steady drip of premonitions and delivering a handful of solid jump scares that remind you why you watch these movies with the lights low. The Creeper’s physical presence is a real asset here, too—there’s a committed, menacing performance at the center that gives the creature weight even when the film gets a little rough around the edges. Fair warning: it’s mean-spirited, gory, and includes pregnancy-related body horror that won’t be for everyone, but if you’re on the fence and want a brisk, entertaining franchise riff, it’s an easy, spooky watch.

Jeepers Creepers: Reborn is clearly trying to relaunch the franchise with a festival setting, a new final-girl angle, and some nasty, body-horror stakes tied to pregnancy and premonitions. The problem is it plays like a bargain-bin imitation: the acting is shaky, the story feels thin and repetitive, and the scares rarely land because the effects and overall production look distractingly cheap. If you’re coming for the mood, tension, and creature-feature punch the series used to deliver, this one may feel more like a rushed fan project than a real revival. That said, if you’re undemanding about polish and just want a quick, mean-spirited monster movie with a few gnarly ideas, you might find it passable—just don’t expect it to earn the name.