Review – Left in Darkness

I’ve said it before, and unless God is merciful to me I’ll probably have to say it again, but here it is anyway: I don’t want theology lessons from 20-something filmmakers. This particular lecture starts out with a woman celebrating her 21st birthday by getting drugged and gang-raped at a fraternity party. She dies from an overdose of the date rape drug the frat boys give her. At this point the production strongly suggests the influence of the haunted houses that right-wing churches put on for Halloween in which sinners die and are dragged off straight to eternal damnation. But instead of hell, our heroine ends up trapped in a netherworld version of the frat house. She’s chased by zombie-like “sin eaters” as her guardian angel (or is he?) explains the ever-more-elaborate rules of the afterlife. The notion that the first couple of hours after a person’s death are devoted to trying to decode some kind of a lame puzzle is about as dramatically intriguing as it is spiritually comforting. See if desperate