This is one of those crappy indie productions where it looks like all the actors brought their own costumes. At least it gave everyone an excuse to wear their Apple Cider Days outfits more than once a year. Assholes disturb a Native American burial ground, releasing a demonic curse that seems tangential to the bickering and other awkward character interaction that serve as the movie’s true reason for existence. Perhaps it’s for the best that they made no meaningful effort to make this scary, because all the attempts at horror (especially the monster makeup) were so inept that they turned to comedy. See if desperate
Friday, August 26, 2022
Review – Skinwalker
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