If Jeepers Creepers as a whole came even close to living up to the promise of its opening half-hour, it would be one of the best horror movies to come out of Hollywood in a long time.
Teen siblings Derry and Trish (Justin Long and Gina Philips) have their long-distance bickering interrupted when theyre set upon by a menacing suped-up truck in need of a good wash. Later, they come across the trucks driver ditching what looks like dead bodies down an old pipe, before being plunged into further terror as the rickety old vehicle again gives chase.
The pair then decide, unbelievably, to return to the scene and investigate the contents of said pipe. Bad idea. Not just because it means theyre about to become this mysterious killers next target, but because from here on in things get decidedly crappy.
The only thing this movie has more of than dead bodies are horror clichés whatever you expect to happen next, inevitably does. Whats more, as soon as the killer is unveiled as a flesh-eating wing-backed reptile-faced laundry-sniffing bat-monster of some sort, the proceedings degenerate even deeper into the realms of stupidity. If hes got wings, why has he been bothering to drive around in a truck for all this time? We can only assume that its because his favourite film is Duel.
Director Victor Salva ups the creepy music to ensure the glaring plot-holes are at least accompanied by some decent atmospherics, and he deserves credit for being brave enough not to give us an up-beat everyones happy now ending. But by the time it reaches its disturbing closing shot, Jeepers Creepers has already lost its audience through its sheer idiocy.