There seems to be a cultural obsession these days with nostalgia and things from the past. There are films such as The Expendables, which celebrates action films of the 1980s and uses actors who were in their prime back then as cast members. There are also the endless remakes of, and sequels to, every movie, TV show and children’s toy that were popular 20 years ago. Why this fetishizing of our past? Do we just have no new ideas today?

Wes Craven has made some terrific horror films over the years, but he’s never been particularly consistent. For every Last House on the Left or A Nightmare on Elm Street on his resume, there is also a Shocker or Deadly Friend. His new thriller My Soul to Take belongs in the latter category, but it doesn’t even feel like it was made by the same man who made Scream or tense, nasty films like The Hills Have Eyes.

Nobody really looks forward to remakes. They’re tolerated, because every once in a while one of them is good, and if you avoided all remakes you would never get to go to the movies, but I doubt that people get very excited about them. This is doubly true when the film being remade is Let the Right One In,.

I’m one of the 500 million people who have a Facebook page, and while the site is certainly ubiquitous in a lot of people’s lives, before I saw The Social Network I found myself wondering whether I really cared about its founding. But the filmmakers have moved past the drier aspects of the story and discovered that this is a classic tale of friendship, loyalty, jealousy and power, and have crafted an exciting and entertaining movie that brings out the humanity in the story of one of the greatest innovations in technology and communication in recent years.

Still, considering the raging idiocy of the second film, and the thorough-going mediocrity of the third film, it would be rather surprising that the new fourth film even exists if you didn’t know that Jovovich is married to the film’s director, Paul W.

Danny Trejo plays the title character, a bladewielding badass who spends his time seducing women when he’s not chopping off bad guys’ heads. With machetes. The movie makes you wonder where his love for machetes came from. His dossier says his name is Machete Cortez.

1. In Thieves’ Highway, Valentina Cortese plays tic-tac-toe on Richard Conte’s bare chest with her fingernails. 2. A heartbreaking four-minute montage through the entirety of a marriage at the beginning of Up. 3. A soldier finds himself staring at the shelves in a stateside supermarket, utterly adrift, in The Hurt Locker. 4. “What is time? Swiss manufacture it. French hoard it. Italians squander it. Americans say it is money. Hindus say it does not exist. Do you know what I say? I say time is a crook.” Peter Lorre in Beat the Devil.

Its spring break in Lake Victoria, Ariz., and Sheriff Julie Forrester (Elisabeth Shue) and her deputy (Ving Rhames) have to deal with an influx of 20,000 drunken kids. Her problems are made considerably worse when an earthquake opens up a passage to a subterranean lake beneath Lake Victoria that frees a species of prehistoric super-piranha.

Scott (Michael Cera) is a 22-year-old slacker living in Toronto. He doesn’t have a job, but spends most of his time and energy dodging adulthood. He plays bass in a decent but unremarkable band called Sex Bob-omb. He mooches off his gay roommate, Wallace (Kieran Culkin).

In buddy-cop movies, there are always Riggsand-Murtaugh-type supercops storming around all over the place, getting into high-speed chases, blowing things up and causing truly egregious amounts of property damage.