In looking for a replacement movie, I came across Dennis Quaid’s face and a stern expression upon it. Normally, this may be a good sign, but in this case there were other things wrong with the movie cover. Chief among these issues were two nameless young people trying to look equally important, as well as a title that had very little sense to it.
I haven’t watched too many horror movies during this thing, so I was hoping for a refreshing scare-fest. What I got, sadly, was just another entry into a long line of cheap cash-ins that has only hastened the already weak credibility of classic-style American horror movies. But anyway.. so I watched this movie, right?
A decent idea turned sour by bad writing and a half-baked plot. A standoffish mortician is suspected by local kids of having a darker side. Little do they know that he has secrets more twisted than they could have ever imagined. A few good twists and turns do little to cover for the slow parts in between, making them even more boring.
Thankfully Quaid delivers as the psychotic mortician at the center of the story. Apart from not being well known (with the exception of the protagonist’s BFF), the younger kids who we are supposed to be cheering for fall short of being likable.
Passable shooting techniques are overshadowed by bad contrast and color balance. The sets are okay, and the mortician’s house is fairly creepy.
Most of it was alright, but what got me was a specific scene in which there was a digitally inserted computer screen that looked really terrible, completely detracting from a very serious moment.
Nothing ever really sticks, and the movie never finds where it wants to be, leaving the audience unfulfilled.
Not really worth a watch, except for those who want to see what would happen if Dennis Quaid went off the deep end.