I was about to stop this several times until Patient Two (the Saran Wrap guy) started his flashback. Because, quite frankly, it was really generic and dull. Like a piece of hackwork done for money featuring one name actor (Michael Ironside) past his prime and needing the money.
Then it started getting at least a *bit* (and just a bit) interesting with the prim and proper (and unusually straightforward) murderer.
Patient Two: He and a dead body wrapped in Saran Wrap get into some darkly comic misadventures one Halloween night, as people he encounters of course don’t believe that his “costume” (‘American Psycho’ lite) is very real. His attitude remains prim and proper, answering as if “in character” as a serial killer rather easily cuz like…it’s real. I think it’s a brilliant premise but the movie doesn’t make much more than the bare minimum of it. A nice try though, and very good posture.
Patient Three: A zombie story. Yay, can’t get too many of those. Almost entirely generic…pretty sick twist the only object of interest.
Patient Four: Fairly interesting flashback story of a rather unusual friendship. Simple, and probably the best of them.
Patient Five: Absolutely brilliant/utterly laughable, if only for the Monty Python rip/recall. Oh, ummm…the story is about a little girl and a possible imaginary friend/demon/something that the girl’s older sister tries to dispel. She apparently succeeds, but shortly thereafter the demon comes back, and it seems like things are NOT as they SEEM. *shrug* Whatever.
Patient Six: Guy that believes in vampires. Flashback to murders. He looks vaguely like…someone. Meh.
Patient Seven: No, that would be telling. *shrug* Anyways it’s more mysterious for you this way. And in all fairness, I was more worried about writing seven reviews than guessing one ending.
Wait, it seems cliche now…
I have a terrible feeling of Deja Vu…
Wait, I have…I have a terrible feeling of Deja Vu, I-
That extraordinary feeling…hmmmm…quite extraordinary…
The whole thing’s got a fine sheen of smelly, money-hungry professionalism that really turns me off.
Here’s the thing: There are seven different mini-movies here, and many interconnecting segments. So none of the writers had to do much more than come up with one jump-scare, or one quirky twist, or one unexpected “ahhhhh…” revelation. I mean, that just encourages laziness.
Overall result, when you get through all the setup and BS: Very minor horror movie with some (few) high points.
Inspirational Quote: “Dealer; pimp; Chelsea fan. That’s three strikes right there.”
Grade: D