Director: Anthony C. Ferrante
Dee Wallace-Stone/Nurse Russell
A group of disposable teens get trapped in a haunted hospital on Halloween where pesky spirits proceed to bust chops, deliver â€śelevator surprisesâ€ť and play â€śDoppelgangerâ€ť games.
Pssst: Nicole Rayburn is sizzling hotâ€¦pass it onâ€¦
David Allen (Producer of the great Dog Soldiers) and writer/director Anthony C. Ferrante aimed to BOO the hell of my ducktail with their latest genre entry. Did they succeed? Well it depends on what kind of â€śbooâ€ť youâ€™re talking about. I got to finally see this
animal at Cannes and as the end credits rolled, I was
under-whelmed by it. Too bad where BOO couldâ€™ve been my type of genre shindig!
Pssst: Nicole Rayburn is incredibly hotâ€¦pass it onâ€¦
This flick had a stash of nifty party favors in its bag of tricks, starting with an easy going and swift pace. Even when redundancy kicked
in half way through; the film still kept to that zippy free flow. Always good! Visually, the whole was razor
with entrancing cinematography all over the place! Talk about sugary eye candy! Props to
Ferrante for showcasing high skills when it came to milking his spooky location (that hospital was a gold mine of creepiness) and the
nutty situations to full â€śchillsâ€ť effect.
The lad excelled with his fear set pieces as well. Although they were a little too â€śboo scareâ€ť heavy for my taste, their potent build up and often whiplash pay-offs made sure to keep
me tweaked (That clown bit owned!). Add to all that, random groovy gore, actress Nicole Rayburnâ€™s heart shaped
butt stealing the show, a handful of unique ideas (loved the elevator angle) and the presence of genre goddess Dee Wallace Stone and you get a â€śkeeperâ€ť right? Wrong. So what was the problem then? Why didnâ€™t I kiss this BOOâ€™s ass?
Pssst: Nicole Rayburn is as hot as the element we call fireâ€¦pass it onâ€¦
One word; stupid. I found the screenplay (written by Ferrante) incredibly
dumb, starting with the characters who were absolute MORONS in their flat characterization, inane dialogue, their
un-credible/idiotic reactions to the happenings (Yeah take that elevator again
genius!) and embarrassing "duh" moves when
tackling any type of conflict. Where did these kids come from? Retard Island? And what do you get when you give actors bad lines and silly actions to execute? You get possibly
decent thespians who come across as questionable onscreen due to the lousy back-up. Really, I couldnâ€™t root for any of these
dumb-bells for a microsecond,
I didn't believe they were "real" people, yet alone fear for their
lives. That nixed most of the suspense right there! I can't shit my pants for
twit-twats! I JUST CAN'T! The reason behind the madness, rubbed my arrow the wrong
way too. The back-story was â€śho humâ€ť to say the least while the filmâ€™s knack at delving deeply into
it constantly made me think of TV shows like Goosebumps for some reason. NOTE TO READER: I loathe Goosebumps. Tag to all that a dated/lame
wink at the SCREAM opening (a little late for that man), left field plot turns that
made no logical sense and a last block that just wouldnâ€™t freaking end for the love of all that is mighty in my
Levis and you get a film that shouldâ€™ve been called BAH as opposed to BOO.
Pssst: Nicole Rayburn is so hot, I'm sweating bullets just thinking about how hot
she isâ€¦pass it onâ€¦
Overall... BOO didnâ€™t BOO much for me. Much like a high-class hooker, the broad looked real
good and talked a good gameâ€¦but once the undies were off, I could smell the 157 wangs that came in before me...kind
of murdered the mood. Boo this
Pssst: Nicole Rayburn is hot to trot when it comes to being hot and
trottingâ€¦pass it onâ€¦
The flick offered up some nice squishy bits. Iâ€™m talking exploding teens, a recomposing dog, an impaling, blood splashes/drips and more. Not Peter Jackson messy, but red-wet enough!
Iâ€™ll make it short and sweet; the bulk of the lead cast was able and competent. Props to most of them for overcoming the bad screenplay and coming out of it looking halfway decent. It should be said that Nicole Rayburn (Marie) was the hottest thing since burned Pop Tarts in an inferno and Dee Wallace Stone (Nurse Russell) was the better actress of the lot. Always a treat to see her in action; she still has it! Class babyâ€¦class!
T & A
We get my future wife Nicole Rayburn in a bra and undies, thatâ€™s as far as it wentâ€¦BOOOOO! I WANTED MORE!
Ferrante definitely has a keen eye when it comes to arresting visuals, macabre imagery (all about that clown bit) while having a firm grasp on his scare set pieces. Hopefully next time, they will be applied to a story and characters I can give two shits about.
I truly enjoyed the spine-chilling score here which often added some "oomph" to the proceedings. Good stuff!
BOO was akin to Goosebumps, Scooby Doo and Are You Afraid of the Dark but with gore, harder scares and a much lower IQ. Granted, it had enough pizzazz, skill behind the camera and spooky devices in its barf bag to ease the pain; but alas the script spat gobs on me with moronic characters, bad dialogue, trite moves in the name of serving the plot and ludicrous turns that had me groaning like a gambler losing at the track. I will steal the DVD when it comes out though! My 11 years old cousin will lap this up! She loves Goosebumps! But thereâ€™s no way in hell that Iâ€™ll be showing this one to my boys on a Friday night with beers in towâ€¦unless I crave a severe aluminum baseball bat beating.
Pssst: Nicole Rayburn is hotâ€¦plain & simple...pass it onâ€¦
The flick was shot in Los Angeles and Santa Clarita, California.
This is Cinescape editor and Fangoria writer Anthony C. Ferrante's directorial debut.
This is the first film out of the Graveyard Filmworks label.