This movie contains some great cinematography and lighting. But that's it. As far as plot and flow are concerned I wouldn't be at all surprised to learn that someone dropped a ton of three minute clips on the floor of the editing suite and then just piled them randomly into a playlist. In fact if you wanted to make your own 'director's cut' you could do just that. Chop the flick into three-minute clips and then watch them back on Windows Media Player set on random. It won't make the slightest difference to your 'enjoyment' of this film and there has to be a good chance that it would improve it. If I hadn't seen the 'Spooked' documentary last night I wouldn't have had even the faintest idea what was going on. The documentary helped me understand not because it was an interesting and educational piece of work (a collection of interviews with members of some band and a couple of bimbos) but because it contained interview footage of the pair of imbeciles who made this. Two ageing wannabe Bon Jovi support act members talking stultifying drivel. Hilarious stuff.
Shot on location at Waverly Hills Sanitorium, the story goes that they didn't pay the owners for the use of the building. Whilst I feel sorry for the guys they ripped off it might end up being a saving grace for cinema if it puts anyone off funding these buffoons in future.
Within ten minutes of the opening credits they are paying clunky homage to every horror movie that has been shot in the last 50 years. I'm not joking. See if you can spot Ringu, White Noise, Nosferatu, Carrie, Fear.com and Saw. The half-naked women might keep some younger people interested for ten minutes but, seriously guys, stick to playing air-guitar and never, ever go near a digicam again.
Shot on location at Waverly Hills Sanitorium, the story goes that they didn't pay the owners for the use of the building. Whilst I feel sorry for the guys they ripped off it might end up being a saving grace for cinema if it puts anyone off funding these buffoons in future.
Within ten minutes of the opening credits they are paying clunky homage to every horror movie that has been shot in the last 50 years. I'm not joking. See if you can spot Ringu, White Noise, Nosferatu, Carrie, Fear.com and Saw. The half-naked women might keep some younger people interested for ten minutes but, seriously guys, stick to playing air-guitar and never, ever go near a digicam again.