Written by David Loucka
Directed by Mark Tonderai
Starring: Jennifer Lawrence (and her boobs and butt), Elisabeth Shue, and Max Thieriot
A mother and daughter move to a new town and find themselves living next door to a house where a young girl murdered her parents. When the daughter befriends the surviving son, she learns the story is far from over.
Trailers are deceptive, but I suppose no one would pay to see a movie called “House No One Gave a Crap About”. If you’re a fan MTV‘s current shows, then you might actually enjoy this film. Jennifer Lawrence, fresh out of The Hunger Games, makes an odd career choice with this rambling horror flick. The film maker’s lack of confidence is obvious. While Lawrence is clearly the most talented actor present, her boobs or butt are worked into 90% of her screen time. I’m not complaining, this is a total throwaway, but it might have been annoying if this was a big boy movie.
My friend and I both mentioned this movie was nothing like we anticipated, and I don’t necessarily mean that just because it sucked, but because the trailer seemed to imply something darkly ominous and evil. This is pretty much a 14 year old’s version of Fatal Attraction and every other watered down flick with a crazy twist at the end. There’s no ghost to be seen (except maybe the lingering soul of the film) in House at the End of the Street – that role is comprised of broken relationships and the freebasing of drugs. This would need to be improved by at least 40% to even qualify for hackneyed. We laughed out loud at the film’s crippling awkwardness. The film can never really seem to agree on which angle it’s coming from. Technically this isn’t even a horror film, but falls more into the suspense/thriller category. I realize that’s even a stretch, so don’t shoot the messenger. There is good news though – if you’re 16 and on a date – this might result in some fear groping. See, there’s always a positive spin on things. I’m out – I’ve wasted enough time on this one, kids. Save your time and money.