The script really is slow, with nothing remotely interesting happening until the final few minutes. But what an ending.
A disappointing film with a script that is too basic for any kind of social commentary Kevin Smith may have been aiming for.
A frightening film that respects the audience's imagination, creating a convincing portrait of a family coping with a tragedy.
Florencia Colucci is superb, easily shouldering the film. Also impressive is some genuine creepiness courtesy of clever lighting.
Despite the odd flare of brilliance, the concept fails. For rabid collectors only.
All a rather predictable outcome that doesn't offer anything we've not seen before, but Anthony Hopkins saves it.