Teenagers refurbish an old opera house and are picked off by a murderous clown who ties into a past tragedy at the location. This tragedy was the murder of a lead actress who just so happens to be the birthmother (she never knew her) of one of the youthful idiots cleaning up the joint by the name of Kate. Kate’s been convinced by her friend (the super-cute Tatyana Ali) the way to cure nightmares she’s been having since learning about her mother is to work in the building where her mother met an untimely death. Sure. Whatever. It’s Tatyana Ali, so it sounds right coming out of her beautiful face. There’s a bitchy diva there, her football-stud boyfriend, drama teacher Margot Kidder rocks a necktie, James Duval plays an FX artist bad boy, a couple other likable theater geeks hang around and Christopher Plummer collects a paycheck and puts way more effort into his role then the movie deserves as the theater owner who fills the kids in on the troubled history of the joint… he also has a pretty big secret. Kate keeps getting visions of her mother’s death and freaks the fuck out. Sexy James Duval starts crushin’ on the possibly insane Kate and the old-ass high schoolers get locked in the building and get themselves perished. The Canio costume from Pagliacci is one freaky-ass look, there’s one of the laziest montages I have ever witnessed, followed by an incredibly lame sex scene, our hero sucks, the acting definitely fits the whole inexperienced-theater-kid vibe and Margot Kidder gets an axe to the noggin. It’s kinda lame and kinda enjoyable in unison and Plummer gets to cut loose as the film winds down.
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