If you're in the mood for a bad horror movie to openly mock with your closest, wittiest friends, this is an excellent choice. It's got it all: terrible acting, terrible dialogue, confounding rules (the ghost is supposedly only visible in the dark, but that's not always the case), and, of course, rape ghosts. I'm sorry, spoiler alert: this movie is about a rape ghost.
And lest you think that rape is the only sensitive topic handled with all the care of some people making an awful horror movie, the film also touches on suicide. Each character is given one (1) identifying characteristic. For instance, this one girl shows her breasts, another is sometimes skeptical, and one loner student takes a myriad of pills to stave off the demons of depression that have hatched forth from his overclocked genius. The movie demonstrates his genius most memorably through his hacking prowess. He is actually able to hack into a newspaper's database or archives or whatever digital whathaveyouse and print out an article! As for his suicidal depression, he mentions it a couple times and generally looks glum.
All that, plus A.J. Lamas (son of THE Lorenzo Lamas) as everydouche Diego, hilariously accented officers (security and police), and much, much more awful, awful movie making. Fingers crossed for a sequel!
And lest you think that rape is the only sensitive topic handled with all the care of some people making an awful horror movie, the film also touches on suicide. Each character is given one (1) identifying characteristic. For instance, this one girl shows her breasts, another is sometimes skeptical, and one loner student takes a myriad of pills to stave off the demons of depression that have hatched forth from his overclocked genius. The movie demonstrates his genius most memorably through his hacking prowess. He is actually able to hack into a newspaper's database or archives or whatever digital whathaveyouse and print out an article! As for his suicidal depression, he mentions it a couple times and generally looks glum.
All that, plus A.J. Lamas (son of THE Lorenzo Lamas) as everydouche Diego, hilariously accented officers (security and police), and much, much more awful, awful movie making. Fingers crossed for a sequel!