I was actually looking forward to seeing a new movie from John Carpenter (though after Ghosts of Mars I can’t say exactly why I was eager for another round with him). Though he can still pull off a booga-booga here and there, that doesn’t make up for the lack of script. Anytime a movie begins with the main character admitted to a psychiatric hospital, the stage is set for a fair amount of rug-yanking before the end credits roll. And in that regard this picture doesn’t disappoint. At least it had enough of a budget to produce decent image quality. The guy-with-a-camcorder productions that currently dominate the market were beginning to wear me down. Mildly amusing
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