A family relocates from the city to a dilapidated house in the country that was once a grand estate. As they begin renovations, they discover their new home harbors a secret and may not be completely free of its former inhabitant.
A series of overlapping stories about four suburban families dealing with different maladies. Esther Gold's life is consumed by caring for her comatose son; Jim Train is sent into a ... See full summary »
Mary Kay Place
Wanting to escape city life for the countryside, New Yorkers Cooper Tilson (Quaid), his wife Leah (Stone) and their two children move into a dilapidated old mansion still filled with the possessions of the previous family. Turning it into their dream house soon becomes a living nightmare when the previous owner (Dorff) shows up, and a series of terrifying incidents lead them on a spine-tingling search for clues to the estate's dark and lurid past... Written by
Cold Creek Mountain is easily one of the worst movies I have ever seen. Yes, we all know that horror movies are typically laden with logic errors and cliches, but the ones found in this film aren't enjoyable in any context. Obviously the actors in this film merely needed a paycheck, because no one in their right mind can take such an awful script seriously. I'm not even going to begin to list the logic errors that will make you verbally express disgust...the act of finding them yourself is the only stimulation you'll find with this film. Juliette Lewis is a highlight, however, only because of her unintentionally hilarious performance as the town slut/drunk. The saddest thing about this film is undeniably the score; music usually holds even the worst horror films together, but in this case it's like director/composer Mike Figgis banged on a piano with a baseball bat. Grade: D-
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