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Mark Leonard Winter,
The firefighter Chris Conley buys an isolated old house in the middle of nowhere with neither telephone nor electricity and moves with his estranged wife Maggie expecting to save their marriage and restart a new life. A few months ago, Maggie was pregnant and lost her baby of eight months when Chris pushed her during an argument. The real estate agent Rob Bradley explains that the house is split in two and Maggie and Chris will need to share the space with the tenants Mr. and Mrs. Anderson for at least one more month when the old couple will leave the house. Chris finds a job in the nearest town and leaves the unstable Maggie alone to unpack and decorate the house. Maggie overhears a telephone and weird noises in the house and soon she meets Mrs. Anderson and learns that Mr. Anderson is an abusive husband like she believes Chris is. Written by
Claudio Carvalho, Rio de Janeiro, Brazil
To say I was disappointed is an understatement. Why is it that modern horror films are merely "narratives" that end, leaving you with virtually nothing? This one is right there with the above. It could have been good. The suspense keeps you interested, but nothing happens. No explanations, nothing. Are we introduced to madness, domestic abuse, vivid imagination, nightmares or was I dreaming? Believe me, it could have been that I fell asleep and participated in my own convoluted dream myself. But I'd be accused of inciting boredom if I related any of this stuff to anybody else. Oh, and who would want to start all over in a house with no electricity, phone, and maybe no bathroom; we don't know. And what really lurks behind the blue door? You'll have to supply that too. Don't bother with this one. You'll get angry.
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