Ouija – Review
A futile exercise in the soul-crushing nature of conveyor-belt horror flicks, the most interesting aspect of the decidedly seen-it-all before Ouija is that the only people likely to find it fresh, interesting or in any way effective are those younger than its 15 rating.
As always, a group of fresh-faced teens are our plucky heroes as they look into the supposed suicide of one of their number only to accidentally awaken a vengeful spirit through the medium of a Ouija board. Predictably enough, the group are systematically set upon one-at-a-time by said spirit, whilst one sets about investigating the spirit’s origins and how it might be disposed of before it’s too late.
Appallingly written, badly acted and both as thin and wooden as the object of it’s title; Ouija manages to remain so passive and uninvolving during its eight-nine minute runtime that it’s not only difficult to care about a single character onscreen (which the incredibly dull cast do nothing to correct), it’s hard to care about the plot either. Cliché and predictability mire the film in such absolute disinterest, that for each agonisingly long minute it’s less board game and more bored game. No scare is in any way scary, no dramatic scene in any way dramatic, and paint-by-numbers direction by Stiles White (making his debut after a career in visual effects) fail to ensure the movie even catches the eye.
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