Especially coming after a definitively conclusive trilogy-capper, Saw IV feels like a needless retread, one that never justifies its own existence.
As a result, Saw IV feels insultingly empty, the result of a franchise continuing to chase dollar signs rather than adding anything new or interesting to this overextended horror franchise.
If that’s not a fitting metaphor for this hollow cash grab of a Saw sequel, then I don’t know what is.
The result is a film where the main character spends the whole film as a corpse, one who gets an excessive and graphic autopsy in the process.