Scream 2 (18). The original Scream skewered horror-movie conventions so decisively that this hastily-produced follow-up was always going to suffer by comparison. Indeed, one of Scream 2's predictably self-reflexive running jokes is that sequels, as a rule, suck. Director Wes Craven deftly orchestrates a succession of reasonably satisfying cheap thrills, but it's clear that screenwriter Kevin Williamson has lapsed into formula (a formula-bucking formula, for what it's worth). Two years after the original bloodbath, heroine Sidney (Neve Campbell) is a surprisingly well-adjusted college student - who switches back effortlessly into Jamie Lee Curtis mode when a slasher starts killing off her schoolmates. The surviving characters from the first movie - the ruthless TV reporter (Courteney Cox), the sweetly dopey deputy sheriff (David Arquette), and especially the loquacious, improbably charming film geek (Jamie Kennedy) - are more memorable than any of the new ones, and the movie ultimately goes on for much too long.
The Wedding Singer (12). This harmless piece of retro fluff stars proudly moronic comedian Adam Sandler as the unlucky-in-love title character, and a perfectly adorable Drew Barrymore as his dream girl. The film's main joke: it's 1985. Soundtrack, hair, costumes, and various other accessories are all frighteningly on the mark. The romance isn't exactly convincing and the humour is spotty, but as cringe-fests go, it's all good-natured enough.