Over a decade since the release of the second film in the supernatural franchise about a video tape that kills you after seven days, we are finally given this latest installment. Regrettably, there's no other way around it but to be honest: I went into the film viewing with no expectations, and the film is extremely underwhelming.
Rings is rehash of the previous story, using black runny water, flickering lights, and various other cliche's to update the series to 2017. The lack of substance that made the previous films successful among horror film fanatics is absent. The script features cookie cutter hallmarks of the genre, predictable frights, and ultimately fails at taking the story into any new territory.
After a ludicrous introduction, the film cuts through various timelines to set up the central missing person premise that sets everything off, culminating in the race against time trope that pervades the first two entries. Ultimately, Rings collapses into itself and never recovers, delivering one of 2017's most disappoint films thus far.