It's quite difficult to form any real opinion on this movie, as it is so bland. Two bored employees working at a hotel just before it closes after the tourist season, find ghostly goings on. And erm, that's about it. It is a full forty minutes, yes FORTY, before anything out of the ordinary happens, and even that is a piano key moving on it's own.
Prior to that nerve-shredder, we are treated to a chunk of the hum-drum working lives of the two employees, who share a common interest in the paranormal, mostly conveyed via a laptop they have at the front desk. There are a small number of guests at the hotel - a woman and her son, a woman who used to be an actress, now a self-proclaimed 'psychic', and later on, an elderly man.
There is some waffle about the ghost of a woman who is supposed to haunt the hotel and the lacklustre staff wander around sporadically (some bespectacled net-surfer and the girl from Last House on the Left, Sarah Paxton). The supernatural elements escalate further into the movie, but by then you will probably have fallen asleep, started staring at the carpet or at best, trying to amuse yourself with guessing the ending. The latter proves a fruitless task, by the way, as whoever wrote this story either has the imagination of a dead gerbil or simply couldn't be bothered.
And before anyone thinks 'ooh, he probably doesn't get the subtle nuances of psychological horror,' trust me, I do. 'The Blair witch Project' and 'Session 9', to name but two, showed thought and enthusiasm, but, like the employees of this hotel in the first half of this movie's running time, the makers of 'The Innkeepers' have somehow fused boredom and horror together. The result is shockingly tedious.
Prior to that nerve-shredder, we are treated to a chunk of the hum-drum working lives of the two employees, who share a common interest in the paranormal, mostly conveyed via a laptop they have at the front desk. There are a small number of guests at the hotel - a woman and her son, a woman who used to be an actress, now a self-proclaimed 'psychic', and later on, an elderly man.
There is some waffle about the ghost of a woman who is supposed to haunt the hotel and the lacklustre staff wander around sporadically (some bespectacled net-surfer and the girl from Last House on the Left, Sarah Paxton). The supernatural elements escalate further into the movie, but by then you will probably have fallen asleep, started staring at the carpet or at best, trying to amuse yourself with guessing the ending. The latter proves a fruitless task, by the way, as whoever wrote this story either has the imagination of a dead gerbil or simply couldn't be bothered.
And before anyone thinks 'ooh, he probably doesn't get the subtle nuances of psychological horror,' trust me, I do. 'The Blair witch Project' and 'Session 9', to name but two, showed thought and enthusiasm, but, like the employees of this hotel in the first half of this movie's running time, the makers of 'The Innkeepers' have somehow fused boredom and horror together. The result is shockingly tedious.