This week on the Deep Hurting Project is The Apparition. I'm going to show you the trailer for this one before I go into it:
Why show you the trailer? To give you an idea of what we're in for? No, because that plot is not really in the film. The whole "the monster can only attack you if you believe it's real" thing is never mentioned in the film. That would be original, and the only novel thing in this film is that CostCo is actually part of the plot. Yes, really. That tent in the end of the trailer is housed inside a CostCo and the woman's pretty much resigned to her death. The scientists are only supporting characters (Hell, practically bit parts until the last third of the movie [it's about 74 minutes without credits]), and the bulk of the film is another haunted house movie, like The Disappointments Room.
To be fair, at least it has some idea of how a plot is supposed to progress, unlike that film; no major revelation scene followed by haggling over a handyman's paycheck in this film. When sommething creepy happens in the house, it keeps building up, and they don't add meaningless scenes to undermine the entire flow of the film. I suppose that when you keep ripping off movies like Paranormal Activity without coming up with anything new on your own, except leaning on other horror tropes, like the evil-detecting dog who runs into a specific room to growl at something and then lay down and die. That said, the creature in The Disappointments Room may have something on this film, because, in this film, the spirit that haunts the house is mostly represented by mold. Yes, mold. And it's coming for the house Sebastian Stan lives in because... I have no fucking idea. He used to run with the scientists who brought it into the world, but it's never explained why it latched onto him and why it would wait several years before moving to the same home he and his girlfriend decided to move to.
And with shitty jump scares and boring acting all around, there's really nothing to recommend it.
Why show you the trailer? To give you an idea of what we're in for? No, because that plot is not really in the film. The whole "the monster can only attack you if you believe it's real" thing is never mentioned in the film. That would be original, and the only novel thing in this film is that CostCo is actually part of the plot. Yes, really. That tent in the end of the trailer is housed inside a CostCo and the woman's pretty much resigned to her death. The scientists are only supporting characters (Hell, practically bit parts until the last third of the movie [it's about 74 minutes without credits]), and the bulk of the film is another haunted house movie, like The Disappointments Room.
To be fair, at least it has some idea of how a plot is supposed to progress, unlike that film; no major revelation scene followed by haggling over a handyman's paycheck in this film. When sommething creepy happens in the house, it keeps building up, and they don't add meaningless scenes to undermine the entire flow of the film. I suppose that when you keep ripping off movies like Paranormal Activity without coming up with anything new on your own, except leaning on other horror tropes, like the evil-detecting dog who runs into a specific room to growl at something and then lay down and die. That said, the creature in The Disappointments Room may have something on this film, because, in this film, the spirit that haunts the house is mostly represented by mold. Yes, mold. And it's coming for the house Sebastian Stan lives in because... I have no fucking idea. He used to run with the scientists who brought it into the world, but it's never explained why it latched onto him and why it would wait several years before moving to the same home he and his girlfriend decided to move to.
And with shitty jump scares and boring acting all around, there's really nothing to recommend it.
Comparing the Universal Oneness of All Life to Yo Mama since 2010.
I was born with the gift of laughter and a sense the world is mad.
I was born with the gift of laughter and a sense the world is mad.