Everyman
A moustache with Kenneth Brannagh attached to it is invited to a seance at a spooky house in Venice on Halloween. A young woman committed suicide there are few months before, and her mother wants to contact her. The moustache is skeptical about the paranormal, despite all kinds of scary events. The spirit medium talks with the dead girls voice; the chandelier crashes into the hall; light bulbs explode at random; and straggly haired children appear without explanation. There is even a spooky boy in a suit who reads Edgar Allen Poe and sees dead people. But the moustache discovers a stash of sheets and luminous paint and realises that the spooky house is built over a diamond mind and the haunting is a ruse to force the owners to sell up. He rips a latex mask off the ghost and reveals that the kindly old janitor who greeted him on his arrival was behind the whole plot. The film is loosely based on a Agatha Christie story which may have been called A Haunting In Bognor Regis. I can't tell if it is a self referential post modern send up of a whodunnit or a genuinely terrible movie. The moustache gives an interesting performance and would be worth seeing in a better movie. I didn't actively have hate the ninety minutes I spent on the sofa, but this was certainly the worst piece of drivel I have seen on a big screen this year.
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