With genius lines of dialog like that, you know you're not listening to Shakespeare or Edgar Allan Poe Or Nathaniel Hawthorne or any of the other great writers of Gothic thrillers or fabulous ghost stories. For members of the Aldo Ray fan club, this film is an absolute must, with him as a retired cop who decides that he needs to help the newly arrived couple (Kory Clark and Chuck Johnson) who Move into a house where only a year ago, a horrendous ax murder took place. Johnson is oh so attentive and worried about his recovering alcoholic wife who runs scared from Ray until he confronts her as she's about to go off the wagon, seemingly to warn her, but there's more to him than meets the mental ward at Cedars-Sinai. A nosy, overly friendly neighbor seems to pop around at the most inconvenient of times, adding to suspicions that Ray is somehow involved.
This is one of tjose delightfully bad thrillers, with subtle elements of horror but nothing really graphic. Well maybe a severed head and hand, and some other bizarre visuals, making Clark scream hysterically. She's pretty good as the troubled heroine, but Johnson is unconvincing as the oh so loving husband. Other supporting players come off rather amateurish, but it is unintentionally funny and enjoyable, even the second half does drag a bit. They obviously tried to stretch this out quite a bit, utilizing the subplot of Clark's drinking problems from the past as a constant fallback when the horror elements of the story are sidelined. Probably too many characters (including the sex starved husband of the nosy neighbor ogling Clark and the suspicious acting gardener) which means a lot of red herrings. But I stuck with it through, something I don't always do with starless thrillers on low budgets. So while intriguing, it's a chore from time to time, but not a total time waster.
This is one of tjose delightfully bad thrillers, with subtle elements of horror but nothing really graphic. Well maybe a severed head and hand, and some other bizarre visuals, making Clark scream hysterically. She's pretty good as the troubled heroine, but Johnson is unconvincing as the oh so loving husband. Other supporting players come off rather amateurish, but it is unintentionally funny and enjoyable, even the second half does drag a bit. They obviously tried to stretch this out quite a bit, utilizing the subplot of Clark's drinking problems from the past as a constant fallback when the horror elements of the story are sidelined. Probably too many characters (including the sex starved husband of the nosy neighbor ogling Clark and the suspicious acting gardener) which means a lot of red herrings. But I stuck with it through, something I don't always do with starless thrillers on low budgets. So while intriguing, it's a chore from time to time, but not a total time waster.