It’s an 88-minute mocumentary done in the style of a TV documentary, about the grieving family of a dead teenager come back to haunt them.
The Positive: It’s well-made, the characters and acting is all convincing and authentic, and you’re able to suspend disbelief and feel as though you are watching a documentary of a real family recalling a real ordeal
The Negative: Really dull. It just goes that one gimmick too far to hold my interest. It’s a horror movie that is trying to scare the fictitious family in the movie, but not me the viewer.
I feel the faux’cumentary angle was the one gimmick that put a barrier between the story and the viewer. I’m watching a horror story second-hand.
Is it a good movie? Well technically-speaking there isn’t anything wrong with it. It’s just not interesting. It was a borror movie.
This is one of those movies where I’ll ask “Am I missing something?” as I Google up a 95% positive review ratio. Everyone else seems to hold it in high horror esteem, and I’m not exactly 100% unsophisticated. 75% tops. 25% of me is artsy and heady enough to appreciate the nuance in high-concept cinema, but that 25% of me slept through the movie. The remaining 75% of me was complaining “Dude this frickin’ sucks! Ain’t no boobs, ain’t no blood, ain’t no scary clowns!”
My fancy-25% chuckles to himself and blots at his laugh-tears with his ascot while tsk’ing his teeth and shaking his head, until my coarse-75% takes off his shirt, turns his trucker hat backwards and kicks fancy-25’s ass.
Mungo not fungo.