September 10, 2001 12:00 PM

Gina Philips, Justin Long

“I’m being chased by a guy who likes to pull the tongues out of severed heads with his teeth,” a character says in Jeepers Creepers, shortly after watching his carnivorous pursuer enjoying just such a snack.

For those who find that quote an appetizing incentive to see this horror film, know that Jeepers never rises above mere adequacy and sometimes falls below, despite having Francis Ford Coppola listed as an executive producer. Written and directed with little originality by Victor Salva (Powder), Jeepers features a bickering brother (Long) and sister (Philips) who, while driving home from college during a break, cross paths with the Creeper (Jonathan Breck). With his frayed duster, long hair and what appears to be a rubber face mask, this monster looks like a reject from the World Wrestling Federation. The movie’s gore is moderate by current let-all-the-guts-hang-out standards, the acting is passable, and our protagonists make the now-obligatory post-Scream jokes contrasting their own seemingly cautious behavior with that of the apparently moronic characters in horror films. But in the end, why bother? (R)

Bottom Line: No keeper

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