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When Scream 3 hit theatres in 2000, it was marketed as the thrilling conclusion to Wes Craven and Kevin Williamson’s iconic trilogy. As we stand on the cusp of Scream 7 in 2025, revisiting this third installment brings a mixed bag of nostalgia, meta-commentary, and unmet potential. While it aimed to serve as a definitive finale, Scream 3 fell short of the sharp edge that defined its predecessors.
The film takes a meta dive into Hollywood, framing its chaos on the set of Stab 3, a fictional film based on the Woodsboro murders. This metafictional lens provided fertile ground for biting satire on the film industry, echoing the brilliance Craven previously achieved in Wes Craven’s New Nightmare (1994). However, where that film thrived on its introspective horror, Scream 3 often struggled to balance its commentary with its slasher roots.
By its third outing, the Scream series had established itself as a masterclass in deconstructing horror tropes. Here, the Hollywood setting offered a new angle, with its characters skewering the industry’s shallow vanity and exploitative nature. Yet, despite these clever touches, the plot meanders, weighed down by a convoluted narrative and an underwhelming reveal when the Ghostface mask comes off. The big twist, involving long-lost familial ties, lacks the emotional resonance needed to connect with the audience.
What salvages Scream 3 from complete disappointment are its performances and humour. Neve Campbell’s Sidney Prescott remains the heart of the franchise, and her evolution as a character is one of its strongest elements. Courteney Cox and David Arquette, as Gale Weathers and Dewey Riley, bring a familiarity and charm that anchor the film, even when its script falters. The inclusion of Parker Posey as Jennifer Jolie, a satirical counterpart to Gale, adds a much-needed comedic edge, often stealing the spotlight.
The soundtrack, featuring Red Right Hand by Nick Cave and The Bad Seeds, and Marco Beltrami’s score, also deserves recognition for amplifying the film’s atmosphere, even if the tension doesn’t always match the music’s intensity.
Ultimately, Scream 3 is a film caught between two worlds: the biting commentary of a meta-horror classic and the obligations of a slasher sequel. It delivers moments of wit and some solid scares but stumbles in crafting a satisfying conclusion. As history has shown, it wouldn’t be the last chapter after all—Scream 4 and the more recent installments would eventually give the series a much-needed revival.
Looking back on Scream 3 25 years later, it remains an uneven entry, overshadowed by the brilliance of Scream and Scream 2. While its commentary on Hollywood is intriguing, it lacks the precision and impact of Craven’s earlier work. Still, for fans of the franchise, it’s a chapter worth revisiting, if only to appreciate how far Scream has come since.
- Saul Muerte
Surgeons of Horror 