"Pop culture is the politics of the 21st century".
Wes Craven gets it. A horror thriller about women-hating Hollywood creeps that blame their actions on their victims, so, not timely at all. It's also, mostly, about deep, violent traumas coming back, and gaining physical form, to haunt people who had their lives defined by tragedy. That, of course, plays into the picture's meta-commentary on trilogies and the series' discussion of movie violence vs real-life violence. By definition, the best franchise to ever depict psychological scars being carried from one episode to the next, but never forgetting to deliver the goods it is known for. All the set pieces are still aces and the Scooby-Doo-y stuff with Cox, Arquette and Posey is insanely fun.