It's talky, schlocky and stalk-y.

Wes Craven always will be one of my favorite horror directors. This, despite the fact he is behind "My Soul to Take," a simply lousy excuse for a horror movie that is not entertaining in the least and at the most incomprehensible. Never has so much been discussed and so little acted upon.

This is mostly expository dialogue vainly trying to explain the killings that are taking place.

Oh, yeah, and it's in 3-D. But that doesn't help matters at all.

The action, and I use that term loosely, takes place in Riverton, a little New England town where, 16 years before, seven children, now teenagers, were born on the same day. It was the same day the Riverton Ripper, a serial killer, was caught and escaped after being shot. But he is presumed dead.

The teenagers have a ritual in which one of them "kills" the ripper, whose spirit allegedly lurks beneath a bridge that's so well-traveled it might as well be marked Main Street. Bug (Max Thieriot) is supposed to "kill" the Ripper, but he chickens out and runs away from the ghastly fake image that comes at him from the woods.

Now Bug thinks his cowardice may be behind the killings, that maybe everybody would be alive if he hadn't chickened out. Additionally, Bug may have a screw loose. He sees visions of his dead peers in the mirror after they are deceased and often speaks in their voices.

It's hard to believe horror-meister Craven wrote this mess; even harder still to believe that he directed it. He coaxes very little emotion out of his young actors, who react to the deaths around them about as intensely as if they had earned a bad grade on a school exam. You won't care one iota about any of them.

This is a standard stalk-and-slash, except you won't care about who's going to be next because the characters have no depth. As for the mystery of the real killer, the "reveal" is so convoluted that you'll be scratching your head in bewilderment instead of being satisfied with the finale.

Craven knows how to do horror right. If he needed the cash (and I'm betting he didn't), he could have re-released his original "Nightmare on Elm Street" just in time for the Halloween season and left this junk sitting on the shelf.