Nope. Even the adorable and charismatic Nathan Fillion couldn't save this clunker. I mean, don't get me wrong, it had its moments, but no matter how good the opening of a movie is, how subtle the acting and how intriguing the premise, nothing can save a film that is this determined to disappear up its own a$$.
Particularly squirmsome moments included the eminently wooden Craig Fairbrass coming to his grand conclusion re: the devil, Katee Sackoff coming to that all-so-bizarre conclusion *all by herself* and - wow - just accepting it? Really? And that oh-so-convenient news stand with the usefully clear front page picture of the recently murdered woman. Darn that was useful, and just as he was thinking about her.
Lazy lazy scriptwriting, woeful conclusions, hammy supporting performances. Nathan, I hope you have a better agent now.
Particularly squirmsome moments included the eminently wooden Craig Fairbrass coming to his grand conclusion re: the devil, Katee Sackoff coming to that all-so-bizarre conclusion *all by herself* and - wow - just accepting it? Really? And that oh-so-convenient news stand with the usefully clear front page picture of the recently murdered woman. Darn that was useful, and just as he was thinking about her.
Lazy lazy scriptwriting, woeful conclusions, hammy supporting performances. Nathan, I hope you have a better agent now.