Director: Marc Meyers
Writer: Alan Trezza

This had potential, and I wanted to like it, but like so many other bad horror films, so much of it was stupid. The setup was clumsy and heavy-handed, so when the twist comes, you realize it’s not that much of a twist since you’ve known it for the last 20 minutes. The ending felt rushed and out of place with the rest of the film. And I expected more from actors who’ve been around the block a little (Alexandra Daddario, Johnny Knoxville, Maddie Hasson). I thought some of the lesser-knowns, such as Keean Johnson, did a better job.

There’s not much depth to the plot, either. Once upon a time in the 1980s, there were three little girls—Alexis, Val, and Beverly (Daddario, Hasson, and Amy Forsyth)—who went to a satanic rock concert in the midwest and met three boys in a band—Mark, Kovacs, and Ivan (Johnson, Logan Miller, and Austin Swift). After the concert, the six youngsters head back to the house of Alexis’s father (Knoxville), a famous televangelist, and things get freaky.

And sadly, that’s about it. If there was any high point, it was that there were a few well-done gory bits (with the exception of a barely passable CGI fire scene). The film is listed as a horror/comedy/music, but it’s not quite scary enough for a horror film, and not quite funny enough for a comedy. There is a little bit of music there, but hardly enough to list, unless you’re going to start listing any film with a soundtrack in the “music” genre.

IMDb has it at 5.1. I’d drop that to about a 4. I know stupid decisions are the staple of the horror film, but for some reason, these ones seemed particularly bad, perhaps because they so obviously were done in service to either the plot or a joke. This is one you can save until Home-ageddeon has made you desperate. (running time 1:31)