A man's wife has died
so he sells his scuba diving company and stays at home to sit down a lot. He
might've had something to do with her death, I couldn't tell. The ghost of his
wife is haunting him, in an almost menacing and scary way, which would be
suggestive of some level of guilt/involvement in her passing. Or maybe she was
just a right arsehole who is still getting on his case from beyond.
If that wasn't
enough, his house also seems to be haunted by some demonic Pumpkinhead tribute
who is related to/nothing to do with (again, couldn't tell) the whole wife
thing.
For the first half of
this film, I thought the main fella's performance was quite good. He's docile,
numbed, isolated and haunted (in both senses). However, by the end of the film
I was strongly suspicious that the actor (also the writer/director) was possibly
just asleep, so immobile and placid is his performance. One part in particular,
when supposedly at peril of imminent death, his face portrayed the same amount
of emotion as someone experiencing a stress-less bowel movement whilst pondering
the colour beige.
Not awful, but
fossil-paced and void of anything engaging.
http://www.imdb.com/title/tt1405413/
4.4/10
Perkin.
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