This one was tough to sit through until the end. Very little happens in this film at all, unless you're deeply afraid of snakes or bearded Christopher Plummers. I can't describe what's wrong with the film without some ***SPOILERS***, so if you actually plan on torturing yourself with this bland waste of talent READ NO FURTHER! I sit through B-movie after B-movie, the worst of the worst, and I'm warning you, this one was bad! It may have had A-list talent but it made Leprechaun 4 look like The Exorcist. Dennis Quaid acted throughout the film as though he was trying out for the lead in the "Michael J. Fox Story" (what was with all that twitching?...my apologies if the man is ill!)and Sharon Stone's so-called comeback role consisted of playing to the typical formula of the useless female in distress. I can't think of anything (other than a coke habit)* that would have her reading this script and excepting this role! These are two actors that I normally admire, but you'd think of each that it was their first film. The movie needs to us to care about these two obnoxious New York Yuppies and their "came-with-the-picture-frame" children and believe me, you will not. In fact, you'll most likely spend the extremely dragged-out two hours wishing for something nasty to happen to at least one of the four city slickers, which it never does. And since you can't have city slickers without them pesky, greasy, backwoods locals, we enter Stephen Dorf (now that's a scary image!)and a sadly misused Juliet Lewis. She's the best actor in the pick and the only reason to see it, but couldn't she have played the sheriff role for a change? Please? Anyway some nonsense is revealed about Dorf's family having to slaughter their livestock with hammers (Texas Chainsaw?) and maybe Dorf himself killed his wife and kids. We don't know and don't care, but poor old Christopher Plummer is going to chew up the scenery (literally, and quite disgustingly)just to try and provide some unnecessary back drop and help pull the movie kicking and screaming into its second hour. This film does for chocolate covered cherries what Psycho did for showers. Did I mention the snakes? Did I mention that Dorf takes his shirt off? What about The Devil's Throat, you ask? Well it's just an excuse to ripoff The Ring and add a spooky well with a corpse floating deep down in its murky water. Will someone fall into the aforementioned filth? I think you know the answer to that, as well as you'll know the entire movie's plotline well before it's over. (An amusing thing to look for, if you're still not convinced to stay home and rent The Omen: There really is no mystery, but the only clues found are a piece of old wooden sign reading "evil" and a girl's retainer. Both objects are completely hidden to the naked eye yet both are found by characters simply looking down.) The end result is that there is not a single chilling moment or surprise in the entire film, other than the atrocious acting demonstrated by three of Hollywood's so-called elite. But, in the movie's favor, Dorf does take his shirt off. *(Easy, folks, I was only kidding! If she can sleep at night knowing I paid $10 to sit in a theater and have to watch the film equivilent of being read to sleep, than Mrs. Stone can take a joke.)
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