Directed by Anthony Scott burns. Written by Nathan Parker (based on Ghost from the Machine film by Matt Osterman). Starring Thomas Mann, Percy Hynes White, Kate Moyer and Nicola Peltz.
Plot: a young man creates a machine that ends up communicating with ghosts, but they aren’t all friendly.
Another IFC Midnight movie we gave a chance to. Not sure why we keep doing this to ourselves, but we do. In this movie, a young man named Ethan (Mann) comes home from college to visit his parents and younger siblings, but he disappoints everyone when he refuses to spend the whole weekend. He insists he needs to work on a project dealing with wireless electricity. So, he leaves with his girlfriend, Hannah (Peltz). Soon after though, his parents die in a car accident with a drunk driver and Ethan must return home to take care of his brother, Matt (White), and sister, Becca, (Moyer).
Three months later, the three of them have a good, working routine down. They’ve got a scedule and aren’t doing too bad. That is until Ethan starts working on his machine again believing it could make them rich. Then, he starts to forget important events in his siblings lives and Matt, inparticularly, gets very mad about it. Even Hannah keeps calling him to see if he’s okay, but he’s blowing her off, too. But when the machine accidentally contacts the dead, the kids want to talk to their parents, but it may not be their parents coming through.
Reactions were realisitic. The cast was good. And Matt’s character was likable, but he was about the only one consistently so. There was horrible Freddy Claws though. No cooperation at all because no one believed anyone else till they experience it for themselves. We would’ve liked the scares to be more damaging. The rules were good-for-nothing. There were no actual murders. And DJ didn’t think the end made any sense, which it really didn’t. I mean, how? And why? And no.
I suppose I could list my favorite movies here, but instead I'll give you a strange glimpse into what makes me TaraRomero.
1. I met George Romero. He was the kindest and sweetest man. He talked to me for longer than he should have with the line getting longer. He also held my hand. And when he noticed the ladybug I have tattooed on my wrist, he said he liked it and asked me it's name. Till then, it had not had a name. Now, I call him George.
2. I love stickers. All stickers. I just adore them. I even ask for stickers for Christmas! As a matter of fact, the birthday that just past, every member of my immediate family gave me sticker packs as gifts. Affordable and extremely appreciated.
3. I have never put much stock in astrology or horoscopes, but I LOVE the magic of the MBTI. Omg. I am an INFP and it actually sounds just like me. Introverted mostly. Creative always. Heart before head and not the most logical. Totally me! For better or worse.
4. It's no surprise I count horror so high up on the list of things that make me, me. However, it's so within my soul that I was part of the Horror Club in college. Interesting bunch. And even took a Horror Lit class as an elective. I got an A.
5. Coffee always makes me happy. Always. I'm particularly fond of caramel macchiatos. But I'll drink black coffee if it's the only thing available.
6. I hate shock for the sake of shock and endings that depress me. I always mention the movies Within (2016) and the Eli Roth produced, written and starred in, Aftershock (2012), as proof of this distate I have. I abhor the idea that just because I like horror, some people think I'd actually praise a movie that lets you think the "Final Girl" just made it through the night, only to slap her in the face with a tsunami.
7. We are big time animal people. I mean, if I could, I'd have an elephant, a bear, a zebra, a penguin, an otter and a meerkat, living with me. Seriously though. We have 2 dogs right now and 2 cats. Both cats we picked up when they each came to our front door hungry. And both dogs we got from 2 different sets of neighbors. Both who, unfortunately, don't know how to care for pets long-term. But they're happy and healthy now!!
8. Revisiting my love of horror, one of the above cats, my cat, is a little black guy named Church. Because Pet Sematary. His middle name is even Pascow. To give credit where credit's due, the name was DJ's idea. But he loves horror too!
9. I'm big into art. Along with movie posters and an Anne Frank quote, I have some actual paintings on my wall. I really think Dali paints beautifully when he wants to. And if I don't get to see Michaelangelo's Pieta in person some day, I will be very disappointed.
10. Lastly, I find Emily Dickinson's poetry intriguing. I took an elective course about her as well. But do you know I injected horror even there? I was given a poem to dissect and I picked one on death, of course. Then, I researched old "Death Photos" and even printed out copies for everyone in the class. They were so interested in looking at them that it stopped them from all looking at me, and I was able to deal quite well with my stage fright. Haha
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