This movie finally worked its way to the top of the Netflix queue after having been there for months, continually being bumped down the list as it was supplanted by other movies I wanted to see more.
But, it arrived, so I watched it.
Here’s how it went:
Trope, trope, trope.
Family tragedy.
Trope, trope, trope.
Creepy, old, country house.
Trope, trope.
Ahh, “spooky.”
Trope, trope, trope.
“Creepy” room.
Trope, trope, trope.
“Disturbing” ending.
Basically, this movie checked off all the Writing, Acting, and Directing boxes for me: all the BAD Writing, Acting, and Directing boxes, that is.
There’s a word for this movie, and it’s in the title.