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- In a world where past meets present and the present gets lost in time, reality is blurred for 5 College psychology students who are pushing all boundaries during an ESP experiment over a lost weekend... Memories, dreams, past, future...Can they forget what they cannot remember??? - For those 5 students a new kind of terror awaits. Senses are dazed as they meet their destiny. The present collides with a past shared secret in an erotic psychological thriller. Is anything real??? An American New Wave Horror Film that will blow your mind...- Written by T.S Elliot
Discovering pictures that never once really understand their own intentions and designs is kind of like being taught to speak Korean by a white man who’s never spoken a word of Korean in his life. But he’s willing to fake his way through it, just like Michael Oblowitz and his ultra-convoluted piece, The Ganzfeld Haunting. I’m not convinced Oblowitz ever had a clear plan of attack with this one, and if he did, writing partners Theodore Gildred III and Caroline Riley really helped ensure the pooch was screwed.
One of the greatest misfires in the production comes in the fact that the story never really makes much of any sense. We start off learning of some strange experiment being conducted by a handful of students. The Ganzfeld Experiment – as it’s known – is never truly explained in a manner that makes logical sense (right around the half-way point my wife and our “movie couple” buddies all three turned and asked me the same thing: what the hell is this actually about? Sadly my horror knowledge couldn’t save me from that question; I have absolutely no fucking idea what that was about.). That instantly tosses the film into a downward spiral. But things quickly shift, as the flick moves onward from a failed pretentious setup to a cliché drug induced party we’ve all seen too many times to count. And yet still, it gets worse. Having now moved beyond simple dope clichés, we swim straight into outright exploitative waters. We’re talking trashy, completely senseless shit. And then (yes I know, these dots that never really connect sure seem to keep going, and going, and going) before the viewer can say “coked out whore with no clothes on”, we’re cast directly into a ghost story... that again makes absolutely no sense in the context of things. But if you think it all ends there, wait for the essentialit was all a dream style conclusion.
Now, to be fair, I’m certain I’d pick up on a few more details with a second viewing, but the first effort to wade through this muck was daunting enough to ensure a return trip will not be planned in this lifetime. The film failed to entertain, and even worse, it failed to ever find its own footing. The crew behind this one couldn’t decide if they were interested in shooting a ghost story, a character study or a skin flick. The feeble attempt to tie it all together in one cohesive bow during the final five minutes is nothing more than embarrassing. It sends a terrible message: We didn’t know how the hell to end this one, so we’re going to travel the easiest, cheapest route possible.
Casting ladies like Rumer Willis and Taylor Cole to dance around in their undies for 80 minutes may work to entertain a 13-year old boy, but anyone who’s been around isn’t likely to be fooled by the sleazy smokescreen. They aren’t likely to miss the plot holes and narration blunders, either. Hey, we’re going to stay awake for 48 hours and get into this experiment – wait, you’ve done too much coke, go take a nap. Speaking of that coke, how does Rumer Willis’ relatively small bag of the junk never diminish in size, despite the fact that between her character Lucky and super-tool Graves a solid 40 lines must be snorted? And how the hell are they still alive after inhaling about 10 grand worth of powder in a matter of hours?
Why are we supposed to believe there’s suddenly an insanely intimate connection between two of these individuals, when it’s established early in the pic that they’re not even legitimate friends, but “friendly” class mates?
How can any filmmaker alter the mood of a movie on a dime, more than a single time, and think there’s going to be any semblance of continuity or adhesive nature to their “story”?
The questions are too abundant to ever consider this one for anything more than it is, a disconnected trash film that never deserved to make it to pre-production, let alone a single step beyond that. There are better scripts floating about (I’ve read a few myself) that can’t seem to spark the interest to muster the funds to see creation. And we get stuck with rubbish like this; a movie certain to leave a brilliant scientific mind questioning his or her own understanding of very basic story mechanics. If you’re out to get long lasting looks at Rumer Willis’ ass, go ahead and track this clunker down. If you’re actually in search of a well-conceived and well-executed production, pretend The Ganzfeld Haunting doesn’t even exist.
MOVIE INFO
A group of psych students uncover grisly evidence of a 20-year-old murder spree while conducting an ambitious experiment on ESP, and fight to avoid becoming the next victims while slowly succumbing to insanity. Dominic Purcell, Billy Zane, and Rumer Willis star. ~ Jason Buchanan, Rovi
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