Directed by Victor Salva, starring Gina Philips, Justin Long, Eileen Brennan, Jonathan Breck and Patricia Belcher.

Sister and brother Darry (Long) and Trish (Philips) are on a long drive home for their college break. Passing the time in a routine of teasing and insulting as only siblings can, the pair are suddenly roused from their jousting by an antiquated, creepy vehicle approaching fast on the rear. Obscured by the blacked out windows, the deranged driver attempts to run the siblings off the road, but eventually quits and speeds on. Physically unhurt, but emotionally shaken by the incident, Darry and Trish continue their journey, their erstwhile carefree attitude supplanted by increasing unease and a pervading sense of menace.

Having recovered some remnants of poise, they soon pass an old church in a spooky sylvan setting. Slowing up to take a closer look, the youngsters spot the vehicle that had earlier terrorized them, and a mysterious figure dumping what appears to be a body wrapped in a sheet down a drainage pipe. Almost immediately, the figure is chasing them at speed once more, and this time succeeds in running them off the road, as they career through a fence and into a field.

Up to this point, director Victor Salva has managed to build the tension with an admirable degree of composure and measured pace. Trish and Darry are a credible sister/brother team, their relationship borne out on a vernacular of good-natured taunts and verbal one-upmanship. But this is an American horror movie, so at least one of the main characters must be brain-dead. The imbecile on this occasion turns out to be Darry. Suddenly hit with a bolt of moral heroism, the good brother suggest that they return to the church and investigate, positing that the person wrapped up in the blood-soaked sheet may still be alive. Trish, like the entire audience, is understandably appalled at the folly of the notion. But, of course, back they go.

Determined to find out what lies at the bottom of the pipe, Darry gets Trish to hold his legs while he shines a torch down. This is to be the last point of interest in 'Jeepers Creepers'. Trish lets Darry's legs slip; he falls down the drainpipe, and with him goes any hope of seeing a worthy horror/thriller. At this stage, there is only one thing an audience should do: leave immediately, and don't look back because from here on in 'Jeepers Creepers' sinks from one low to another.

Darry and Trish are pursued by a presence that is none too wholesome, and as the plot hemorrhages from one dire encounter to another, the clichéd old psychic routine is used to explain the plot to anyone who might still care. There won't be many.

Tom Grealis