Not long after The O.C. (which was never my bag, incidentally) its rail-thin star Mischa Barton, appeared in this rather weird and pointless little film. Playing a demolition expert (yes, I thought that was an odd casting decision, too), she gets sent to a near deserted building in the middle of nowhere, with a view to razing it to the ground.
Being that this is meant to be a horror film, it turns out that the building’s architect was a homicidal loon and the building is actually a giant tomb designed to facilitate murder.
There’s really not much to be said about this one. It ticks several of the traditional horror boxes: creepy kid? Check. Isolated location? Check. Pet dog? Check (and we know what happens to them, in horror films). Damsel in distress? Check. And that’s about it. 91 minutes, a mere dribble of blood and precisely no jump scares later the credits roll. Basically, it’s a total snooze-fest.