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It’s hardly a surprise that Peirce, who debuted with a harrowing story of real-life teen persecution in Boys Don’t Cry (1999), has nothing like De Palma’s implacable verve with suspense, as this high-school pariah heads obliviously towards the most humiliating prom coronation in history. The pig’s blood, dangling above Carrie at her happiest moment, is given strangely token build-up, an almost half-hearted series of cutaways to the prom-goers in the know, and those who aren’t. And yet, Peirce’s movie isn’t at all stupid, and it isn’t bad. It stacks up as kind of a C retelling — interesting in the changes it chooses to ring, a little disappointing in how much it keeps.