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When a
Stranger Calls….Don’t Be Home
By Michael Flanagan
I’m writing this review because the other
review on this page gives the film too much credit. And to save you
a dime.
The only good thing about the original was the
opening. The “have you checked the children” moment is the best one
in that movie, and apparently someone agreed with me, because they
decided to remake this and stretch out the first fifteen minutes of
the original into an hour and a half. And not one minute works.
The lead actress, Camilla Belle, is about as
convincing an actress as a child’s crayon work is convincing as
still life. The movie isn’t scary, even for a moment. And the
shameless plot added to this piece of dead weight are embarrassing,
poorly stage, and badly acted. Don’t rent this. Don’t rent the
original. Just find a better movie. Like
Hostel.
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By Edwin Hopkins
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Hopkins
Solid
Tommy Flannagan, the titular stranger whose
vague image appears before our ilfated heroine and
reminds me of Robert Patrick’s T-1000 from
Terminator 2, manages to remain invisible for so
long in this remake, that it gets downright
annoying. It takes a little over an hour for the
real action to start once the fateful phone call
from the police comes through. Camilla Belle plays
tormentee Jill Johnson, your typical high school
teenager with typical high school problems like
boyfriends, false friends and going way over on her
cell phone minutes, 800 to be exact. This costly
infraction warrants a grounding penalty from her
parents and a baby sitting gig at a doctor’s
palatial home nestled in a remotely beautiful
woodland spot away from nearly everything. |