Hmm. How do I feel about the last 80 minutes or so of my life? I don’t know. I’m sort of numb but for once it has nothing to do with it being 3:42am. This movie…had a few all right spots. I’m convinced that the actors weren’t bad, they just had shit to work with. I’m still deciding whether this was lazy script writing or bad directing. I’ll let you know if I decide by the end of this review.
The story centers around a piece of cursed land that is purchased for renovation but that is quickly forgotten because there seems to be only one construction guy who is a friend of the family. His girlfriend is randomly the belligerent town drunk, and the only reason I can figure out why is that the film wants us to hate her so that her death is satisfying when it comes. I understand that mechanic, but the time wasted making us want her death could have been spent actually endearing the other characters to us…you know, the main characters of the story.
Somehow the only character I really liked through most of the story was the eccentric woman who felt she was clairvoyant, though the MC Mother did turn badass in the last 10 minutes of the film.
Frankly, by the time all the dominos start falling at the end, it’s too late. The movie has already been cheesed up in the most loosely woven plot I’ve ever seen before you even make it to the serious action. So at that point, it feels a lot like Chuck Norris-quality filmmanship. That’s right, the only thing that made Walker, Texas Ranger watchable was Chuck Norris. The writing was cheesy and formulaic.
So…there we are. I guess I’m blaming this disaster on the script writers. There was too much shit going on and not enough other great movie elements to carry it through. AKA, if you take a shallow script, OKAY acting and a lazy directing…this is what you get. This movie. Watch it if you’re bored and have nothing better.