The distinction between what's nasty and what's scary is often the defining mark between a good horror film and a disappointing one. Jeepers Creepers is mired in a sea of nastiness with nary a good fright. As if being forced to stare at vomit or feces for an extended period of time, the film leaves you more nauseous than scared. Trish (Gina Philips) and Darry (Justin Long) are siblings heading home from college. Driving through nowhere Middle America, they spot a man on the side of the road dumping what appear to be dead bodies down a large pipe. Stopping to offer help to possible victims, they discover a basement full of corpses, only to become the target of the man-eating creature (a cross between the beast from Predator and the extraterrestrials from Alien) responsible for the ghastly lair they've stumbled upon. Working up to a pointlessly snide ending (it involves an idiotic nod to the old song, "Jeepers Creepers," which plays throughout the film), Jeepers Creepers is little more than a tired bogeyman story done up in Hollywood makeup. This is an hour and 45 minutes you'll never get back.