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It's about time Hollywood came out with a horror movie for Valentine's Day. \nIt's just too bad it's a sub-par horror movie.\nThere's a serial killer on the loose, and he or she is focusing on one group of friends from junior high school. (Wait, an entire group of friends from junior high is still hanging out now that they're in their 20s? These people have got to be kidding!) It could be the boy who was spurned by all of the friends back in junior high, or it could be one of the women's boyfriends. Or who knows, it could be one of the women. All they know is members of the group keep getting creepy Valentine cards from "J.M." (I swear it wasn't me!)\nSo, after one friend dies and another disappears, they decide to throw a Valentine's Day party where anyone can show up, including the sleazy guy who purports to be an artist, the bitchy girl who used to date one of the girls' boyfriends and the slimy detective who makes moves on the girls instead of doing his job. It's no wonder the killer makes it in the house long enough to up the death toll fivefold. One would think they would at least consider it gauche to have a party less than a week after their friend's death. But then again, this isn't a genre known for its realism.\nThe killer is the most creative part of this film. Using different methods of killing the victims and wearing a mask that is much more intimidating than the silly "Scream" mask make the movie a little less inane and typical of the slasher-flick genre. \nBut even electrocution couldn't jolt this film out of mediocrity. \nThe acting is sad, the set's even worse, and the story is typical of all horror films, right down to the victims who wander about, walking right into the killer's clutches. There are all kinds of loose ends and unanswered questions at the end, and even the double-twist ending is predictable. \nFor a horror film that promises to be good, go see "Hannibal" this weekend. Don't bother with "Valentine." Just like the candy in the film, there are maggots inside this chocolate.