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I can tell you like it.
Oh, I love it. It's perfect.
Well, great. It's such a neat place. You know, I showed it to another girl this morning, but to be honest I did like her very much. She looked like trouble, and I'm way too old to be dealing with all that nonsense. I go a lot on my gut feelings, and I have a good one about you. You remind me of my daughter.
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This is a textbook example of style over substance. Some kid saw Grindhouse and decided to make a movie. So what? Stop pissing your pants. It's not that great.
The movie starts out with a few flecks of promise, but then essentially turns into an obvious tribute to Jocelin Donahue's cuteness. I'm not blaming Ti. I have a crush on her too after seeing this movie, but come on.
The House of the Devil is strictly amateur hour. The attempts at creating a mood piece fall flat on their face due to the fact that NOTHING HAPPENS. There's like one big beat, and that's about it. Successful films in this vein usually pepper nuance-of-dread throughout for the audience to follow, like bread crumbs. This film starves the audience to death.
It strives to recreate the tension of the original Black Christmas and Halloween, but doesn't come remotely close. Perhaps it's because this is a carbon copy of a carbon copy and guys like Carpenter and DePalma were borrowing from suspense originators like Hitchcock.
One scene in the film had me feeling like I was watching an episode of SyFy channel TV show "Scare Tactics." Why the director chooses to show the audience a gruesome scene behind a door at one particular point is baffling. I presume it was just a cheap attempt at breaking up what had become, by that point, a monotonous affair.
In the end, the payoff just simply isn't that good.
This isn't all bad, though. Tom Noonan is sufficiently creepy, and Jocelin Donahue is not only good in her part, but she's extensively easy on the eyes.
Otherwise, this script sinks so fast you'd think it was printed with lead ink. there are just too many stupid and illogical holes in the script to leave anyone with a brain satisfied with the ultimate outcome.
What promises to be a piece dedicated to the 80s wave of Satanic Paranoia ultimately ends up becoming a wack ripoff of Rosemary's Baby, with a measly ending that serves to remind how awesome "Race With The Devil" was and STILL IS by comparison.
I encourage real horror fans to see it so they can make up their own minds, but don't get lured in by the hype. This is not a good movie. Perhaps in an era where genre fans are offered so very little in terms of quality this might seem acceptable, but in the context of the entire history of horror, this movie blows.
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