As is usually the case with remakes of this sort, instead of soul, point of view, or guts, the movie features a story as flat as its open surroundings, transparent like soda water, with as many holes as bubbles, and a few slices of improbability for flavo

If you can't improve upon your original in some small but interesting way, then you're simply churning out assembly-line product for a gradually more disinterested fan-base.

If only they had a good story and enough solid thrills to sustain it for longer than a half-hour.

One of the better models in a long line of recent horror remakes.

Meyers' young characters are denied personality. The psychological turmoil is all at the surface.

The script is bloodsoaked, predictable as well as meaningless, and there is little else to recommend the film unless you're after mindless shocks and like to be in the company of a couple of youngsters who are made out to be a bit stupid

I don’t get the rational behind remaking a mediocre piece of cinematic fluff that never really captured the public’s attentions in the first place.

She's also a little too convincing when she asserts at last, "I don't feel anything." If Grace hasn't been here before, you most certainly have.

Hollywood's endless string of no-account remakes gets another knot with this Michael Bay-produced lukewarm update of Robert Harmon's 1986 original.

... misbegotten and pointless, even by the generally debased standard of horror-film remakes.