In some ways this film is original. So is gravy with raw fish, custard and ice cream; you wouldn't want that either.
A black doctor moves to a small town - town indeed - and is given a friendly welcome. The widow who sells him her late husband's practice and home gives him a hint that people from small towns can be narrow-minded. He puts this down to the race issue, and he does have a white wife. Race has nothing to do with it, but face it, you wouldn't want you daughter to marry one of these.
The town/village/hamlet, has a bizarre secret, beneath it lives a species of, well, nightmarish creatures. Maybe you should've stayed in the big city, doc.
The purpose of horror is to horrify, frighten, or at least entertain. If this film had a surreal quality to it, it might pass muster, but it strives for realism, something that makes it look just stoopid. Even the ending is sooo predictable.
A black doctor moves to a small town - town indeed - and is given a friendly welcome. The widow who sells him her late husband's practice and home gives him a hint that people from small towns can be narrow-minded. He puts this down to the race issue, and he does have a white wife. Race has nothing to do with it, but face it, you wouldn't want you daughter to marry one of these.
The town/village/hamlet, has a bizarre secret, beneath it lives a species of, well, nightmarish creatures. Maybe you should've stayed in the big city, doc.
The purpose of horror is to horrify, frighten, or at least entertain. If this film had a surreal quality to it, it might pass muster, but it strives for realism, something that makes it look just stoopid. Even the ending is sooo predictable.