There is a suspect who is un-enlightening and this is pestilent noir as the cop Lewis yells. The suspect has a pervasive sense of alienation. There is no simmering tension. The cops recover the students’ footage which isn’t a heavily edited take on their glossy lives. The head ghost hunter was Byran who was a ruthlessly efficient ass. Bryan and his pals did an evocation of spirits. This led to bad things. This was not brilliantly ambiguous or carefully honed. It also does not meet the limited requirement to be scary. There are loud music cues and certain forces draw their plans against the twits slowly but surely. This was only 77 minutes long but seemed longer.
There are disparities in the suspect’s stories and the cop who had been suspicious now is just getting more suspicious. There is a ‘twist’ and this was dull, illogical, generally objectionable and had no gentle decency or chilling effect. It was all utterly pointless.
“Resident mouth breather.”
“No one talked about it.”
“Supposed to beckon the dead.”
“I want to put a baby in you.”
“What’s a milk chute?”
That’s Entertainment! III (1994)
The Dictator (2012)