Reviews: Live-In Fear

Heather drops a review bomb on the new horror film, Live-In Fear

"Hello, I am the ghost of Kurt Cobain."
You sit down with your bowl of popcorn and soda, wrapped up in a blanket, look around the dark room as the light from the television illuminates your surroundings. You stare at the shadows cast from living room furniture until they warp into fuzzy black masses when a noise whips you back to reality and you remember in an instant you are about to watch a “scary” movie called Live-in Fear. These two sentences paint a better, more frightening picture than the actual movie.

The opening credits harbor daunting music fit for any horror flick and is, in fact, the best comment I can give. Starting off, you sit through a clich├ęd car ride to the supposed scary place while character development and plot placers set you up for an utterly confusing story. As Seth (the main character) drops a bomb to his friend, (the friend) Eric says absolutely nothing and shows no signs of emotion. If I had just divulged something major to my friend and got zero response, we wouldn't be friends anymore. If a film maker wants me to take dialogue like this seriously, it better be somewhat realistic. There is no, and I mean not any emotion in this car ride scene apart from a shot of another character in the backseat making a face that is also void of any feeling. Who are these people!? To make matters worse, this is where the movie really starts throwing more of his awful ideas at the screen.With Live-in Fear you are drenched in the workings of a poor script and an even worse screenplay. 

"Hi. Is this the hipster hotel?"
Skipping all the perplexing garbage that is the first and second act of Live-in Fear, the third act is even more puzzling with nonsensical transitioning sequences, an additional plot, and real poor choices of camera work, which makes watching the movie an annoying task in which you procrastinate like detangling lights during Christmas time. That is the best way to describe it. Throughout the entire movie I had to think about who, what, why, where, and how in order to keep myself from derailing off the couch. The cast consists of actors who barely scratch the surface of anything remotely tangible. Mostly having worked on TV series and shorts, the cast are equally confusing as they robot their way from end to end in a run time of 121 minutes. But wait, there’s more! 

First off, this movie tricks you into thinking it’s over a couple times before it’s actually over and then has an epilogue that should have remained in the editing room. The epilogue is a short glimpse into the horror of a needless  cliffhanger. Saying this with all due respect Brandon Scullion, do not make a sequel.



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