Dark Water
I called my Dad one time and he answered and he was like:
"Wait, one sec," and he put the phone down.
A few second later he came back and said, "Sorry, I had to pull out of your mother."
That look that you have on your face now, that disgusted feeling you have, that is how I feel about this film. Every time I see it on the shelves of my video store that feeling comes back. Disgusted. Ashamed. And the worst part is there are good people involved in this production. What where they thinking?
Here’s the plot: disgruntled single mum is forced to take up residency in cheap, shitty hotel, complete with creepy maintenance man. Disgruntled mum works hard for the money while rich ex-husband wants to take his daughter back. Then, wait, here it comes. You may wanna leave the room if you are easily scared.
There’s a dark patch on the ceiling.
That’s it. Like the rain has seeped through. Ooooooooh. Spooky, right. Like every time your cat uses its dirt tray that dark area she’s created with her pee. SPOOOKY. Every time some guy don’t shake enough and there’s that dark stain on the crotch of his pants. SPOOOKY. And some guy has seen these events of pure spook and gone, "You know what, there’s a movie in this."
This film is about as spooky as bread going mouldy after five days. It’s about as scary as the water going cold while you’re in the shower. And in the end it explains nothing. Who knows what actually happened? SPOOKS-A-LOT.
First rate crap that puts the ‘poo’ in spooky. The water’s only dark cause it’s full of shit. Oh, and that phone call I mentioned in the first sentence, that never happened. If only I could say the same about this movie.