This is one boring movie. Maybe it's just me, but thirty minutes in, I feel as if I'm still waiting for the movie to start. Let me see if I can understand it (and this is debatable): A Satanist in the 1900s made a film that allowed him to steal the souls of his actors in the footage, and after a brutal murder scene in the Late 90s, he now jumps from film footage into other the bodies of others, sometimes more than one person at once. In recent years, he possesses a young filmmaker and tries to recapture his power with modern video equipment. There are some murders, some pointless sexuality and Christian Slater completely wasted in a role as a porn-addicted cop buying covert footage from inside the girls locker school from the pre-possessed filmmaker. Did I get it right? What do I win? Filmed partially in a pseudo-documentary style, the script has uneven amounts of sex, gore and suspense, but it never gets scary nor does it ever really clarify itself. I can see the story that that the writer is trying to make, but there's too many layers and exposition to get there. The only other recognizable name is Alessandra Torresani ("An American Horror Movie"), but she's barely given anything to do before her character is killed off. Over all, the idea is there, but it's lost under a lot of details and in the execution.
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