Micro-budget horror film.
Plagued by psychic visions, a woman begins manifesting a monster inside her bedroom closet. It grows stronger, dragging her childhood trauma to the surface, forcing her to confront her past. She must face the monster or be consumed by it.
I think I was trolled by this film. The image quality is about like my dad’s old 8MM home movies. The editing is hilariously bad (several seconds of a close-up of a tree with no significance to the plot, e.g.) The sound is filled with hum, scratching and crackling. The lead actress delivers her lines like a second-grader reading from a primer. The two shower scenes go on forever, and seem nearly identical. There’s not much narrative and no scares.
The entire film runs about 44 minutes. It has about 9 minutes of fake trailers at the beginning and 10 minutes of end credits. It has additional footage from different films that the lead actress is watching on TV, and it has about two minutes of her showering. That means the alleged story, such as it is, runs about 22 minutes.
I thought “No film can be this bad,” but after a few minutes I finally got it through my thick skull that I needed to add the phrase “unless it’s on purpose.” I finally came to the conclusion that the film is some kind of inside joke, and I’m not in on it. I guess it’s sort of like “Creature from the Haunted Sea” without the witty voice-over.
Ya got me, dudes!
Good one. (I guess)
” I finally came to the conclusion that the film is some kind of inside joke, and I’m not in on it.”
It’s entirely possible that the joke– or at least the purpose– may have well been, “We need an excuse to film Alana in the shower”, and everything else is just scaffolding to hang that on.