There’s a fine line between eeriness and boredom. All horror movies skate this line. Music helps, though not in this case. It plays to distraction. Music should replace filmic composition. It subsumes the narrative, while the characters mimic the songs ballet. Music choice is key. In the end, film always yields to the superiority of song.

The acting is poor and forced which lends itself to campiness. But there’s also some amazingly quotable lines. Weirdly uninterested in backstory. The “Man” is not as frightening because we see him too many times and too clearly. After a while, the novelty of the uncanny is replaced with bored familiarity. Why bored? Well, don’t just stand there. Do something! It’s ingrained. We are trained to throw tomatoes at the actors.