THE STORY:
Tam and Rose drive out to Dartmoor to investigate the legends of a haunted house.
It’s so very easy to spoil a good thing. Ignoring the fact that this is yet another run-of-the-mill found footage movie about a haunting, I bought into the chemistry and flow of the two leads, Tam and Rose, played by Lachlan Nieboer and Lisa Kerr respectively.
And then Harvey happened. Lumbering into the frame like that drunk twat that nobody wanted to invite on the night out, but they have to because they feel sorry for him. His acting is almost as terrible as the decision to give him a sob story. Things only get worse when he is attacked by the entity. One word: Dire.
Eventually we are introduced to the badly wardrobed Professor Chessman and medium Muriel Roy, played by Robert Daws and Kitty McGeever – at which point I just have to throw my hands up and admit that after 3 attempts at watching The Unfolding, that I myself began unfolding. So wearied was I by this unoriginal boring-as-balls movie that I had trouble telling the 2 characters apart.
Like all found footage films the last 10 to 15 minutes or so descend into complete and utter chaos – the usual O.T.T screaming and running while we catch glimpses of piss-poor special effects tacked on here and there like worn out bicycle stickers.
LAST WORDS:
This movie would be far better off without its unremarkable supporting players. They are just extras that an audience will not care for and therefore cannot fear for. Further proof that the British should not do found footage!
Tam and Rose drive out to Dartmoor to investigate the legends of a haunted house.
It’s so very easy to spoil a good thing. Ignoring the fact that this is yet another run-of-the-mill found footage movie about a haunting, I bought into the chemistry and flow of the two leads, Tam and Rose, played by Lachlan Nieboer and Lisa Kerr respectively.
And then Harvey happened. Lumbering into the frame like that drunk twat that nobody wanted to invite on the night out, but they have to because they feel sorry for him. His acting is almost as terrible as the decision to give him a sob story. Things only get worse when he is attacked by the entity. One word: Dire.
Eventually we are introduced to the badly wardrobed Professor Chessman and medium Muriel Roy, played by Robert Daws and Kitty McGeever – at which point I just have to throw my hands up and admit that after 3 attempts at watching The Unfolding, that I myself began unfolding. So wearied was I by this unoriginal boring-as-balls movie that I had trouble telling the 2 characters apart.
Like all found footage films the last 10 to 15 minutes or so descend into complete and utter chaos – the usual O.T.T screaming and running while we catch glimpses of piss-poor special effects tacked on here and there like worn out bicycle stickers.
LAST WORDS:
This movie would be far better off without its unremarkable supporting players. They are just extras that an audience will not care for and therefore cannot fear for. Further proof that the British should not do found footage!
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