Horror Movie Review: House
I’ve been on a horror kick lately. My addiction—my guilty pleasure—has always been horror. Unlike most, I can handle a B-side horror movie any day. Bad acting doesn’t falter me all that much. I am okay with a simple plot, too. Rehash of a rehash is fine with me.
BUT, a few things MUST be: A solid PLOTLINE.
Perusing my local video store, the cover of House caught my attention. I only had a few minutes before the store closed, and grabbed it on a whim. My wife encouraged me to rent it, seeing as the store was closing soon. Of course, that is another story all together, because I kind of blame her.
How they approved the script, and especially the budget for House, I will never understand. Upon first glance, the horror ‘professionals’ should have caught the blatant inconsistencies. As I always preach, rewrites and edits are EVERYTHING.
It was as if they took parts from every horror movie they’ve seen, blended them up, and started filming.
I don’t usually bash horror movies, because I am a fan. But I can’t help it. House was horrible. This was not a B-side movie, it was an F. At best.
-Vincent Hobbes
