I didn’t know that a movie could positively reek of meta. But that was before I saw The Town That Dreaded Sundown. No, not the 1976 horror classic (which, full disclosure, I have not seen). But the remake. No, wait, it’s a sequel. Well, this movie of the same name is both at the same time, and more. Not that it adds up to much, though. The town of Texarkana, straddling the Texas-Arkansas border, has a love-hate relationship with the 1976 film, or so this new movie informs us, not that that stops the town from hosting drive-in showings every Halloween. That first movie was based on a series of real-life killings — for actual real, like “really did happen in the real world” — in Texarkana in the mid 1940s that went unsolved. This new movie purports to be about the town’s relationship with its past when a series of copycats killings — which are wholly fictional, and seemingly inspired at least as much by the 1976 movie as by the 1940s events — rocks the area. Local teenager Jami (Addison Timlin: That Awkward Moment) narrowly escapes the first attack, in which her new boyfriend is killed, and she becomes obsessed with solving the original murders, figuring that might supply a clue to who would want to redo them. (Extra meta: One of Jami’s suspects is the “son” of the director of the original film.) But director Alfonso Gomez-Rejon, making his feature debut, doesn’t seem to know what he wants to say beyond “Didn’t I find a clever way to do a remake?” It’s really not that clever, particularly in how Gomez-Rejon succumbs to every young filmmaker’s favorite crutch at the moment: a faux retro “timeless” atmosphere. Town’s faded-celluloid yellow-and-gray palette and old tech, old cars, and old clothes almost dominate the laptop here or there, but the pointlessness of this really rankles when the film is most definitely set in 2013. It’s can’t also be sorta-70s at the same time, not even figuratively; it actually undercuts the basic premise of the film. So this isn’t only another rote slasher movie, full of ridiculous coincidences and creepy but obvious red herrings: it’s actually worse than that.