Sorry folks, I have been a little behind getting my reviews posted. This last weekend was my 30th birthday and I got a little wild and crazy and kinda told the world to f*ck off for a few days – this blog included. But I am back and I still managed to at least watch a horror flick each day while I was on my oasis. And a big thanks to those who reached out to me and asked me if everything was alright. I am alive. I am well, really well in fact. Let’s get back to the reviewing.
I have this rule about PG-13 horror (for the most part): It probably sucks. Which is funny because when I sit down and think about it; I am not so sure that it’s true. I mean, hell, The Ring is PG-13 and is one of the scariest movies of all time. Gremlins is awesome as is Killer Klowns from Outer Space. Not to mention The Others, 1408, Drag Me To Hell, Tremors, Poltergeist and Jaws. The moral of that rant is I need to be more open-minded. It’s just that I love the gore and the swearing so much. F*ck!
Haunting in Connecticut is your basic real-estate deal that is too good to be true which leads to hauntings and scary images. Also, the word “Connecticut” is hard to spell. Thank goodness for Microsoft Word’s auto correct feature. Seriously, who the hell would live in a place that is so hard to spell? In this case a mother rents out a giant haunted house (why not get a small apartment?) so she can stay near the hospital that her son is getting daily treatment at. It’s like a 2 hour drive home every night. Kyle Gallner (A Nightmare on Elm Street remake) plays the son stricken with cancer. And he does it rather convincingly. Anyway, not longer after moving into the house “intense sequences of terror and disturbing things” begin to happen. At least according to the poster.
Actually, to be fair this movie is a cut above the normal haunting movies. I draw comparisons to The Messengers (which is both PG-13 and stupid) in making that statement. What makes this movie work better than most is the family and their drama. It feels realer and more true to life. Their interactions: be it the drunk father, the financial crisis, the caner kid, etc, are all way more likely than normal horror characters (See: Big tittied blondes with a penchant for showing off their sweater puppies).
The scares come at a rapid and unrelenting pace. Almost so much so that you begin to expect a random demonic image to try and jump scare you every couple seconds. In some ways that works though, it keeps ya tense throughout. I didn’t find it particularly scary after the first 45 minutes or so, but this is a film full of tension and creepiness well above anything I ever expected. So yeah, give this one a chance. You just might like it. I did.
Snore Factor: ZZ