This film reminds me the Mexican cinema of the 80's, "el cine de piojito" or "louse cinema", as we mexicans used to call it, and I don't think that's a good thing.
The chaotic camera movement wants to be similar to 24, the series, or some Dogma wannabe, but just doesn't feel right to this particular story about a possessed house in the vein of Amytiville but completely surrounded, at least emotionally, by the virus of "el ahí se va-region 4". And well, compared with the Kiefer Sutherland's show or any film by the pupils of Lars Von Trier, results bad executed.
The acting is awful and the screenplay is full of black holes and absurdities (the deaf kid provokes laughs because he always seems to hear the voices of the rest of the actors).
In the cinema that I attended, some people were shouting at the end: "Give us back our money!". And, in general, I've only heard bad comments of the film. Nonetheless, the film has had some good box office -at leas compared to recent Mexican releases like Jokel or Cuando las cosas suceden-, but for some extra-cinematographic reasons. I'll explain: a good friend of mine told me that he wanted to see the film because he had morbosity. And yes, that explains everything!: people go to see this film for pure morbosity, it's so bad and laughable and kitsch and mediocre, that people just can't avoid it.
And that's a very frustrating and sad thing for Mexican cinema.
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