⭐️⭐️1/2
A small family (mom, annoyed teen daughter and younger/better daughter) relocate to a small Pennsylvanian town where a mine collapse in 1913 trapped dozens of child-workers alive. Recently widowed, the family moves in to the dead husband’s family home in the middle of a deeply forested nowhere. The isolated area has an unsettling amount of missing persons and a few shady characters the three gals can now call neighbors. The huge property has been vacant for awhile and will definitely need a whole lotta fixing up but it’s home for now. Sure there’s creepy stains, rats, questionable plumbing and electric but there’s also a horde of homicidal zombie/ghost children hanging around so... well, yeah, it’s bad. The goofy-ass spooky kids take a shine to the youngest daughter and mama slowly uncovers the truth behind the area’s urban legend and her late husband’s connection to the weirdness. Disposable characters get disposed of and the film’s boogeymen elicit more giggles than gasps. Chloë Grace Moretz proves that she’s been talented probably since popping out of her mama, Geoffrey Lewis classes shit up as a local handyman who provides some exposition for our curious hero but makes his exit far too quick, Lori Heuring is fine as the young mother thrown into a shitty position, Scout Taylor-Compton pulls off the tricky balance of angsty teen who loves her family even though her world completely blows goats at the moment and Ben Cross hams it up as a bug-eyed forest-dwelling kook who knows the score. It’s nothing exciting but it’s got a surprisingly solid cast and enough of the red stuff scattered into a mildly absorbing story to keep things interesting and the climax does feature Mr. Cross blowing away zombie/ghost children with a shotgun.
No comments:
Post a Comment