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Back in 1912, a small town in Iowa was greeted with a real nightmare scenario on a June morning. A family of six and two guests were discovered bludgeoned and slaughtered by an axe. Six children and two adults all came to a vicious end. Despite several suspects and a few trials (even a fucking confession from a reverend) the crimes remain unsolved. The house in now a supposed paranormal hot spot thanks to the unquiet souls of the murdered. This spooky lore brings a trio of outcast teenagers (ghost hunter Denny has already graduated, new girl Jess has a sex tape that’s been put out by an assbag and Caleb has a troubled past. He’s also on the verge of leaving town and his best buddy Denny now that he’s graduated) into the home overnight, looking to contact the other side and solve the century-old crime. Naturally, Reverend Kelly (Sean Whalen) was possessed by evil and of course his demonic spirit is still roaming around the rural home. Spooky ghost children are also there because why wouldn’t they be? Local high school dickhead Connor and his dirtbag pal are making life miserable for the trio with their bullying ways and Connor’s rapist vibes… so let’s hope they get their heads bashed in with the business end of an axe… fingers crossed. The trio take a tour of the house (Caleb invites Jess which Denny isn’t happy about but they get along eventually) and after Jess is drawn to a room and crosses over the barrier into a roped off section, they get kicked out. The trio break in after hours to take their own tour and run afoul the supernatural presence within the home after they hold a little séance for Denny’s dozens of YouTube viewers. Connor and his bro head to the Villisca house when Jess posts a photo of her and Caleb there, so it’s looking better and better that these dinks are gonna eat an axe. Well, at least run into specters that seem hell-bent on making sure they don’t get out of the house alive and firmly believe in possessing/manipulating humans. Jon Gries is there as the tour guide for the Villisca house and I ain’t gonna complain about Uncle Rico filling us in on the history of the place and Conchata Ferrell shows up as a take-no-shit principal. It’s a middling horror flick with an exploitative framework of a real-life tragedy and no sense of decorum… it could work if the movie wasn’t so far up its own ass it somehow traveled through time to go up the ass of its ancestors. Further insulting, none of these modern-day dopes get killed by an axe. A thoroughly unenjoyable time.
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