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  • America’s Most Dangerous Beaches Revealed for Summer — Every Movie Has a Lesson

    America’s Most Dangerous Beaches Revealed for Summer — Every Movie Has a Lesson



    The research team at Casino Context analyzed America’s most visited beaches over the past year. They ranked them based on five risk factors: shark attacks, rescue incidents, drowning deaths, non-drowning deaths, and lost and found cases to reveal the most dangerous beaches.

    The study found Florida beaches are the deadliest, with five in the top 10. But the number one spot went to a California beach.

    Long Beach in California tops the list as the most dangerous beach in the United States. It recorded four drowning deaths and six shark attacks. The rescue rate at Long Beach is the highest by far with 1254.6 rescues per 100,000 visitors. The beach also reported 14 non drowning fatalities and 840 people categorized as lost and found. These high figures suggest swimmers at Long Beach face consistent dangers in the water and onshore.

    Hawaii County Beaches on the Big Island follow closely. These beaches reported 14 drowning deaths, the highest among the top 10. There were also 27 confirmed shark attacks. Although the rescue rate here was only 21.9 per 100,000 visitors, the number of lost and found people reached 371. This combination indicates strong ocean risks but fewer lifeguard interventions compared to Long Beach.

    Brevard County Beaches in Florida reported 159 shark attacks, the highest in the data set. Despite the high shark presence, the rescue rate was 15.9 per 100,000 visitors and there were only two drowning deaths. The beach also recorded 112 people lost and found. Shark activity appears to be the main issue at Brevard.

    Kauai Beaches in Hawaii reported six drowning deaths and 33 shark attacks. The rescue rate stood at 18.2 per 100,000 visitors. Only six lost and found cases were reported. The data points to a combination of ocean dangers and fewer lost beachgoers.

    Los Angeles County Beaches in California reported one drowning death and six shark attacks. The rescue rate was 18.3 per 100,000 visitors. Non drowning fatalities were relatively high at 12 deaths and the number of lost and found people reached 599. These figures suggest onshore risks are a bigger factor here.

    Lantana Beach in Florida reported no drowning deaths but recorded 83 shark attacks. The rescue rate was 12.3 per 100,000 visitors. There were no non drowning deaths or lost and found cases listed. Shark encounters dominate the risk profile at Lantana Beach.

    Delray Beach in Florida also reported 83 shark attacks but had a lower rescue rate of just 2.1 per 100,000 visitors. There were no drownings and only 10 lost and found cases. Like Lantana Beach, sharks are the main issue but rescues and fatalities are low.

    Maui Beaches in Hawaii reported 76 shark attacks. There were no drowning deaths or non drowning fatalities reported. The rescue rate was not available. Data gaps limit the full safety picture here but shark activity is clearly present.

    Miami Beach in Florida reported 20 shark attacks and no drowning or non drowning deaths. The rescue rate was 2.8 per 100,000 visitors. Lost and found numbers were high at 921 people. The high number of lost and found cases could suggest crowding or management issues.

    Martin County Beaches in Florida reported two drowning deaths and 42 shark attacks. The rescue rate was 3.6 per 100,000 visitors. The beach also recorded 24 people lost and found. Shark activity is a key concern but drowning deaths and rescues are lower compared to the top beaches.

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  • I KNOW WHAT YOU DID LAST SUMMER (2025) Review

    I KNOW WHAT YOU DID LAST SUMMER (2025) Review


    Introduction

    With the success (I use this term loosely) of the Scream franchise’s reboot and the profitability of scary movies in general, it was inevitable that another bygone horror franchise would be brought back from the dead. After all, horror movies are almost always inexpensive to make. People rarely develop horror movie fatigue. And nostalgia is a powerful box office force. Or so I’m told.

    I’m sure that’s what the studio executives were thinking when they assigned a random intern to go dumpster diving in their subterranean landfill of DVD cases. That intern stumbled across a battered copy of I Know What You Did Last Summer. Said intern excitedly ran to the executive suite, threw the DVD at the leather chair facing the window, and then Ubered to their college campus to change majors. And that is how reboots get made. Or so I’m told.

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    Jonah Hauer-King, Sarah Pidgeon, Chase Sui-Wonders, Madelyn Cline, and Tyriq Withers in “I Know What You Did Last Summer” (2025). Photo courtesy of Sony Pictures Releasing.

    The Resurrection

    I Know What You Did Last Summer is an obvious choice to resurrect if the target audience is people who were teenagers in the 1990s who still have bad taste in movies. The original film was not particularly well-liked by critics (43% positive rating) and grossed only $125 million. Its sequel plummeted to a 10% critical rating and $84 million box office. Thus, effectively killing the franchise. A direct-to-DVD sequel in 2006 and a short-lived Amazon Prime series in 2021 served only to prove that people didn’t like the franchise. Yet, here we are in 2025 with another requel (I will always hate the writers of Scream 5 for coining that term).

    Rebooting a 1990s horror franchise isn’t the only lesson I Know What You Did Last Summer took from the Scream reboot. Like Scream 5, I Know What You Did Last Summer is very much a remake of the original. Yet it’s also a sequel. In this case, a sequel to the second film (I Still Know What You Did Last Summer), which brings back the original survivors, and all but puts a nametag on the killer early in the film, and isn’t scary at all.

    In case you weren’t a teenager in the 1990s and never saw it, the original film’s plot was that a group of young people accidentally ran over a guy with their car, tried to cover it up, then were systematically murdered a year later by a killer seeking revenge who knew what they had done. This remake has the same plot but dumbs down the setup so much that even The Fast and Furious writers are shaking their heads in incredulity.

    https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IceTkSOSNJI

    Synopsis

    This time, reunited friends Danica (Madelyn Cline), Ava (Chase Sui Wonders), Milo (Jonah Hauer-King), Teddy (Tyriq Withers), and Stevie (Sarah Pidgeon) are watching fireworks from the side of a road on a cliff with a blind curve. A car comes speeding around the bend, swerves to avoid hitting Teddy, crashes into the guard rail, and plummets to the ground below. Teddy calls 9-1-1, then convinces the group that they need to leave before the cops and paramedics show up. But why?

    Even if they were worried they could be blamed, the obvious lie is to just tell the cops the car was speeding around the curve and lost control, simply leaving out the part where Teddy was standing in the road. They even tried to stop the car from falling when it was teetering on the cliff’s edge. Not only is this a scenario where fleeing the scene and keeping it a secret makes no sense, but talking to the cops and fibbing would have strengthened the killer’s motivation.

    Discussion

    Speaking of the killer, wow, was it obvious early on who the killer was? I won’t tell you why or how, but it’s nearly impossible to miss. The only real question is whether there is just one killer or multiple killers. Scratch that, two questions. The other question is, why does I Know What You Did Last Summer feature exactly no scary scenes whatsoever?

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    Jennifer Love Hewitt in “I Know What You Did Last Summer” (2025). Photo courtesy of Sony Pictures Releasing.

    The original film was a straight slasher flick. It went for scares. The remake tries to reinvent itself more as a comedy horror, but forgets to tell most of the actors about the comedy part, and forgets to add elements that make horror movies frightening. The result is a very non-scary contrast of Wonders, Pidgeon, and Freddie Prinze Jr., all taking the movie way too seriously, and Hauer-King and Jennifer Love Hewitt phoning it in. Cline and Withers steal every scene because they got the memo about the comedy part.

    Yes, Hewitt and Prinze Jr. return in their original roles. Sarah Michelle Gellar returns as well, but only in a dream sequence. Which is a shame because she also nailed the comedy part in her one scene. By the time the credits rolled – including a very predictable mid-credit scene – the only question I had was how much of the movie’s entertainment value was intentional. Many in the audience had fun watching it, but I think it’s because they saw it in a packed theater.

    Conclusion

    Given the bad screenplay, laughably stupid dialogue, lack of frights or thrills, and mostly bad performances, I Know What You Did Last Summer is the kind of movie that typically leaves audiences grumbling. I think Cline was so fun to watch that she lifted an otherwise lackluster movie to the kind of movie you watch with a bunch of friends, a bunch of alcohol, and a bunch of running commentary. Which is how the entire franchise should be watched. Still.

    Rating: Ask for sixteen dollars back. Or so I’m told.

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  • I Know What You Did Last Summer review – cramped…

    I Know What You Did Last Summer review – cramped…



    After 30 years, fans can breathe a sigh of relief – Julie James and Ray Bronson are back! Now, Who are Julie James and Ray Bronson…and what fans?” I hear you ask. These are minor quibbles in the bigger picture: for some reason they’ve put together a legacy sequel to Jim Gillespie’s 1997 slasher underdog, I Know What You Did Last Summer.

    It’s difficult to grasp why this version of I Know What You Did Last Summer was made – the bubble for horror legacy sequels has effectively burst after endless, largely bad iterations. Had this been greenlit six months later, it would have likely been a hard reboot; instead, we get an odd, ungainly hybrid with an identity crisis. As in the original, here a new group of hot young people accidentally kill a man in a car accident on the Fourth of July and swear each other to secrecy. A year later, a masked fisherman rocks up in town wielding a big hook to exact his revenge… but this time the group can turn to the original 90s survivors, Julie James (Jennifer Love Hewitt) and Ray Bronson (Freddie Prinze Jr), for help. 

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    It is a strange, sporadically entertaining blend of far more ideas than you’d expect from, well, an I Know What You Did Last Summer legacy sequel. Director and writer Jennifer Kaytin Robinson grapples with wellness culture, gentrification, institutional misogyny and the life altering effects of trauma, all the while executing some of the most loyal fan service I’ve ever seen to two films from the late 90s and early 00s that not many people remember, let alone care about. Even as someone who adores the original film (to the point that one side character’s shared surname with the first film’s director did not go unnoticed) it is still mind-boggling that this strange not-quite-reboot made it to screen. This is Avengers: Endgame for a mostly unbeloved 90s slasher – there is quite literally a mid-credits scene with Jennifer Love Hewitt in Nick Fury drag teeing up a sequel. The target audience is me, a couple of my friends, and maybe 40 to 50 other people on planet Earth.

    Since it makes so little sense to do a slavish legacy sequel for I Know What You Did Last Summer of all properties, it gives Robinson extensive wiggle room to do whatever she wants. Scream, its spoiled cousin, is a roundly beloved franchise and was too important to screw up or fundamentally meddle with when they brought it back in 2022I Know What You Did Last Summer strikes out in far more compelling ways than that Scream sequel – which buckled under the weight of its ouroboric meta narrative – ever did.

    If I Know What You Did Last Summer has loftier ambitions than the average slasher, these are fatally cramped by the limitations of the IP sandbox it’s playing in. The film violently seesaws between paying homage to the original and carving its own path, with Robinson taking some big swings and misses several of them for purely technical reasons. The featherweight script (co-written with Sam Lansky) is too unserious to sell the film’s absurd, intense finale, and the pair have a strong affinity for tin-eared girls rule, boys drool’ feminism, peppering in baffling, entirely unironic lines about how the entire film’s bloodbath could have been avoided if men just went to therapy.” This doesn’t cohere with any of the characters’ established personalities and creates tonal road bumps for the film. The direction leaves much to be desired too; when the film veers into horror territory, with frequent off-screen kills and often incoherent action, it offers little of the original’s gripping tension. 

    None of it really makes sense – both the plot when you think about it (a couple of scenes feel like active plot holes in light of the killer’s identity) and the sheer fact this film got made. The original film is remembered for being a refreshingly uncomplicated slasher about the era’s biggest stars hooking up and getting hooked to death, so there’s not much of a tone or a vibe to replicate. Yet Robinson, a diehard fan, does her damndest, and the cast, in particular Gabbriette and Madelyn Cline, nicely evoke the original cast’s charisma and preternatural good looks. The whole effort is admirable in a surrealist way – there’s one dream sequence that feels like you’ve huffed paint – but this level of fealty to an IP probably isn’t healthy in the long term.





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  • Long Hot Summer: The mythos of the pool on screen

    Long Hot Summer: The mythos of the pool on screen



    Later on, we see Ned teaching a little boy to swim in an empty pool, the water having been drained over safety concerns. Upon witnessing the boy’s skepticism, Neddy says, If you make believe hard enough that something is true, then it is true for you,” because, when I was a kid people used to believe in things.” This scene effectively summarises Neddy’s own delusion, with his attempts to revert to a state of childhood innocence shattered in the film’s final pool scene. Unlike Odysseus, Ned’s ending is not one of triumph. For the first time, we see him outside of the pool setting; having finally reached his own home, he finds the property overgrown with weeds, the tennis court unusable, and his family long gone. Back on dry land, Neddy’s childish illusion and dream of his all-American family” is no longer contained in a pool-shaped fantasy. 

    If The Swimmer is considered the pinnacle of the swimming pool canon, then 1967’s The Graduate is a worthy companion. The film follows Benjamin Braddock (Dustin Hoffman), who has just graduated from university. Upon moving back into his parents’ house, as he desperately tries to figure out what he wants to do with his life, he soon finds himself pulled into an affair with bored housewife Mrs Robinson (Anne Bancroft).

    Benjamin’s feelings of uncertainty and loss of freedom are best summarised in an extended sequence depicting a bronzed Benjamin floating at the bottom of a pool after being forced into a scuba suit on his birthday for the amusement of his parents and their friends. By shooting the scene from Benjamin’s submerged perspective – through narrow goggles, completely surrounded by water – director Mike Nichols invites us to view the world as Benjamin does. The camera pans to take in the suffocating blue abyss, emphasising Benjamin’s feelings of isolation in his own home. 

    In this moment, the film also masterfully utilises sound, with the only noise being Benjamin’s exaggerated breathing as he drowns out the sound of the party and therefore the expectations and responsibilities of adulthood. Later, we see Benjamin lounging on a lilo, after sleeping with Mrs Robinson for the first time. He remarks to his father upon his questions about whether he will be attending graduate school, that it’s very comfortable just to drift here”, perfectly summarising his feelings towards this shift. Lying on the lilo, he doesn’t have to choose between swimming or not swimming; the pool is a liminal space representing his awkward transition from boy to man. 

    Elsewhere, Alfonso Cuarón’s 2001 road movie Y tu mamá también, charts the transition of late teenagers with similar intensity, at a time of sociopolitical upheaval in Mexico. In a recent interview with Movie Maker, Cuarón revealed the film’s intrinsic link to youth: For us, this movie is about identity. Two young men seeking their identity as adults…together with that is an observation of a country that in our opinion is a teenage country looking for its identity as a grown-up country.” 

    Both Julio (Gael García Bernal) and Tenoch (Diego Luna) have finished school and are seduced by the allure of being by the water during the long hot days of summer, free from their highschool girlfriends and as fluid as the element they inhabit. In a demonstration of their infantile energy, we see these two boys compete against each other in swimming and masturbating contests in the Olympic-size pool at the country club where Tenoch’s father is a member, while fantasising about Salma Hayek and Luisa (Maribel Verdú), la españolita”, the wife of Tenoch’s cousin. A high-angle long shot shows the boys side by side lying on adjacent springboards, engaged in simultaneous masturbation, before an underwater shot shows a squirt of semen entering the water, foreshadowing their journey of sexual discovery. 

    As their relationship with Luisa intensifies, the boys once again swim together, this time in a distinctly less well-kept motel pool overflowing with leaves. This change in setting embodies the boy’s evolving relationship, which is now entirely symbolic of their competition for Luisa’s affection. Julio has seen Tenoch and Luisa having sex and walks out to sit at the edge of the pool. The narrator says that Julio has only ever felt anger like this when he saw his mother with a man when he was a child. Instead of talking, they decide to race again. A victorious Julio reveals that he slept with Tenoch’s girlfriend; the narrator states that Tenoch had only ever felt like that when, as a child, he read an article about his father selling contaminated corn to the poor. It is critical that the boys’ ambivalent relationship with one another is backdropped by swimming pools because it allows us to understand how they each construct their concept of sexual identity in relation to their own youthful experiences. They are not yet mature enough to express certain emotions which continue to bubble under the surface. 

    At the end of the film, a significant shift occurs when the constrictive, self-contained pool is exchanged for the vast expanse and unknown of the ocean. Choosing to stay in rural Mexico alone, Luisa submerges herself in the ocean, and so enacts a kind of symbolic death. Tenoch and Julio were drawn to Luisa just as they are drawn to water, yet their eventual return home signals their acceptance of meeting their parents’ expectations. As both the boys and country open themselves to the unknown, Cuarón leaves us with a final message: Life is like the surf. Give yourself away like the sea.” 





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  • My Soapy IP Summer: Beach Read vs Airport Novel…



    This split follows the Academy Awards norm that only the most serious-presenting dramas are worthy of the highest prizes, regardless of source material or presentation. Airport novels seem to more consistently receive this prestige treatment resulting in box office wins, Oscar nominations, and more widespread respect for the work as opposed to their beach read counterparts. We can even make a prediction and check back on it in several years: Taylor Jenkins Reid’s historical romance The Seven Husbands of Evelyn Hugo grew in popularity on BookTok in 2021 and is set to receive an eagerly-awaited Netflix adaptation, announced in March 2022. By all accounts, the book falls firmly into the beach read category, and although it remains to be seen how the transformation from page to screen will take place, if we take the beach read/​airport novel split at face value, it will be hard to expect a full prestige treatment for the film.

    Existing IP seems to be a contributing factor to this false dichotomy, where works that have not been pre-assigned to a particular archetype are granted with more wiggle room. If there ever were to be a prestige beach read” this summer that defies these categories, it would be a hypothetical Materialists book – if it were to have been adapted from a novel in the first place. Here, romantic love triangles meet a star-studded cast, all with an Oscar-nominated writer-director backed by A24. But Celine Song’s story is an original one and not crafted from the dredges of a New York Times bestseller, placing it outside of this distorted Venn diagram. 

    Perhaps the divide is a festering symptom of a larger call to endlessly categorise, label, and over-digest, also built on a trend of using developing extant IP into marketable new works rather than original ideas. The expectation seems to be that, in order to capture the book’s audience, an adaptation must be made to replicate everything that came before, artificially forcing books into two camps and two distinct visual and narrative styles. Netflix executives reportedly asked screenwriters to have this character announce what they’re doing so that viewers who have this program on in the background can follow along”, and other turns to remove nuance and subtext in favour of telling viewers just how to watch their media.

    Branding and advertising for the small screen, in turn, becomes easier when the suggested” section is just a repetition of the same film in different fonts; this is the case for both stereotypical beach reads and airport novels. While beach read adaptations become the sprightly background noise for doing laundry, airport novels are instead metamorphosised into the newest high-brow must-watch, cast in deep hues of moody blue and grey. Take Alfonso Cuarón’s Cate Blanchett-led Disclaimer adaptation, for example, from Renée Knight’s 2015 psychological thriller of the same name, filled with the genre’s finest plot twists. The series even enjoyed a première at the 2024 Toronto International Film Festival before its official Apple TV+ release, cementing it as the series of the season brought directly to you by an auteur himself. And yet, like Conclave, many critics and viewers were sceptical of the prestige exterior it claimed to portray. Maybe pulp really can’t be hidden, after all.

    Justice for beach reads, which, regretfully, do not get to hide behind this façade of faux sparkle, even at the start. They sit out in all their glory, waiting for another unsuspecting performative Tolstoy reader (or maybe Tarkovsky obsessive) to taser them into submission, bound solely for the BookTok girlies and maybe even beset by celebrity scandal. There’s nothing like a good beach read film consumed with a wine spritz in hand, and they’d gleam further if we gave them the time to be taken as seriously as their airport novel counterparts. It’s time for this oeuvre to shine, where we can proudly claim to love the soapy wonders that it has to offer, on the page and in the cinema. 





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  • Celebrate 500 Years of Disaronno This Summer

    Celebrate 500 Years of Disaronno This Summer




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