Esben Storm puts this VR-becomes-just-R thriller in the menacing environment of an Aussie parking garage, with (yipes!) some menacing children's toys (somehow escaped from the game universe) chasing a bunch of modern-day role-playing gamers around the ramps. Of course, CGI toys costs money, so often the robots are real kiddie toys: remote-control cars, plastic spheres strung on wire, or bouncy balls simply tossed at the cast. Maybe these are those mini-RC cars that those spam messages tell me are all the rage!
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One of the scariest, most original scream-at-the-screen style horror movies I've seen in years, "Ghost Ship" is nonetheless ruined by such an insultingly insipid cliché of an ending that the last few minutes bring it crashing back down to the level of a stale slasher sequel.
But since detailing how it's ultimately sabotaged would spoil to the rest of the picture -- which remains stomach-knotting and wild shiver-inducing -- I'm going to pretend for now that I never saw the idiotic epilogue and focus on the crackerjack chills that come before.
The story unfolds as a mercenary marine salvage tugboat, acting on a tip from an Alaskan postal pilot, comes upon a mysteriously abandoned (and eerily radar-invisible) Italian luxury liner, adrift in a remote corner of the Bering Sea 40 years after it vanished without a trace. The tug's crew, lead by salty captain Murphy (Gabriel Byrne) and daredevil jack-of-all-trades Epps (Julianna Margulies), think they've hit the shipwreck jackpot -- until they slowly realize the dark, rusting, creaking, semi-submerged hulk is haunted from mast to keel and bow to stern.
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Two weeks ahead of Independent Venue Week, Dry Cleaning made 'Britain's Best Small Venue 2015' (NME) the second port of call on their 2020 tour.