A horror-thriller centered on a woman living with "face-blindness" after surviving a serial killer's attack. As she lives with her condition, one in which facial features change each time she loses sight of them, the killer closes in.
Jo, Max, Gwen and Dave win the competition.Then they head off on an all expenses paid trip to New York, courtesy of the social network. As they board the private jet, they are asked to ... See full summary »
Scarlett Alice Johnson,
Young British boys and girls travel to an isolated cabin after being promised a night of heavy partying. Instead of the fun they hoped for, they meet a killer out to reap vengeance on them for the death of his brother.
When a group of high school students dig into their town's infamous past they unwittingly unlock an Evil that corrupts and destroys them. Possessing its victims through video playback and using them for malevolent purposes, it closes in on one specific soul, threatening to expose the town's deepest, darkest secret. Written by
A horror film, this is not. In fact, I don't quite know how to classify this movie. It is a thriller, I suppose, but fails in delivering any type of thrills or edge-of-your-seat moments. It is a slow burn, without any sort of satisfying pay-off.
Most of the budget had to have been used for the soundtrack, because there were some decent songs used throughout the film (Awolnation's "Sail" was excitingly in here) and the rest probably went to pay Christian Slater for his less-than-memorable performance. If you still have respect for his earlier work, please stay far away from this petty attempt at cinema.
The acting from the rest of the cast starts off really bad, but I blame the written dialogue for this. I understand it's hard to write teenage dialogue, especially at the beginning of a "horror" film, but you'd think someone would have spruced it up a bit after the initial draft. It gets a little better later on, after the movie tries and fails to introduce the characters, but it's enough to make you blush a bit for the producers.
The plot seems to go all over the place, and there's no real sense of meaning to anything that's going on. I felt literally no connection to any of the characters, and was thus never compelled to sympathize with any of them. I would have enjoyed to see more of the Louis Le Prince story show its face, but the writers instead just used it as a device to ...well...I don't even know. I'll chalk it up to writer's block.
And, I'm going to go ahead and say it...I think Quinn had a huffing addiction. It explains EVERYTHING! The crap on his face had nothing to do with a demon, and had everything to do with a $4 can of silver spray paint from the local hardware store. Case closed.
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