An abandoned farm house in Kentucky catches the attention of a small gang of folks with dreams of ghost hunting fame and it supernaturally blows up in their faces. They don’t buy into the supernatural bullshit but unlikable Derek thinks they can just fake this shit and make some money. That’s what brings him and his group of unlikable “friends” (one of them making his first date come along) to the empty place. Everyone bickers for the sake of comedy and it doesn’t work because nobody ever wants to watch a gang of assholes act like pricks to each other. I mean, normal people at least. Religious Eli spills the history of the place while thickly laying on the dramatics like some sort of scenery chewing Roddy McDowell with none of the acting chops. There was a bunch of murder just in case you’ve never seen a horror film. Something evil is there and it eventually begins coming for the idiots after trapping them in the house and putting an end to their phone service. A renowned psychic warned a couple of the members that something bad was on the horizon (in a scene that goes on for fucking ever) and they ignore it because the dude and his big-ass head-ware are hard to take seriously. If you manage to stay awake during the opening stretch of character building, sarcasm and mumbling, you’ll be rewarded with such questions as “Why do these people hang out?” “Why did I watch this?” “Did I pay that bill?” “Is that couscous in the cabinet still good?” A score that sounds like the menu music to an HR training video and the pacing of a leisure climb up hill without the use of both your legs adds to the urge to doze off and call it a day. On the plus side (see, I’m not a complete asshole) I did enjoy the possessed person vs possessed person ending, especially when the possessed thick woman with no eyes was showing off her midriff.
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