An unconvincing sheriff comes home to his unconvincingly 300-year old haunted mansion in Salem, Massachusetts or Pasadena to find his son drowned and his wife suffocated with an accidental smile on her face by SaranWrap when he's suddenly thrown out the window in this film that doesn't seem to understand the Salem Witch Trials very well. There are lots of cardboard boxes, a scary hat-rack, a dead crow with glass in it, continuity errors, unconvincing CGI, a lack of character development, long black hair from the shower drain tied to a molar, a couple of 'homages' to Ringu, and a baffling lack of ghosts. It's as though the film-makers lost several pages of script, confused ghosts with witches and witches with curses and curses with hauntings and hauntings with possession and possession with murder and confused this movie with something interesting. It's one of the better films The Asylum has released, but that's not saying much. Here's an effective trailer, so maybe you should just watch this instead:
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