Not a fan of this one. It's no fault of the filmmaker's. He did a pretty good job actually. Just didn't dig having to sit through the subject matter. Don't get me wrong, I understand the need to record dumb people doing dumb stuff. Serves as a warning to everyone else that this is the type of stuff that happens when your community allows paranoid nonsense to pollute its religion and the education system isn't strong enough to make up for the evaporating genetic pool.
I didn't care at all about the Hell House. When I did find myself caring about was the father that was trying to take care of his family. I mean, here the guy is trying to just get through breakfast and suddenly he's got a kid going into seizure. That's where the heart of the story was, and I believe that the director picked up on this.
I also responded to the character in charge of the rave portion of the Hell House. He was weird, but he was also the only one there that was portraying the truth. He even criticized the "script" for how dumb and unbelievable it was.
But nope, not interested. Think I'm just going to have to go to hell. It's alright though, they apparently have Goosebumps there, and I love me some Goosebumps.
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