Yeah... after this, I think we're done with horror movies for a while. With The Haunting in Conneticut, it's as if no one ever realised that adding more and more slamming doors at one point goes past scary and into plain ridiculous.

At the start, I thought it seemed to be a pretty good movie. Classic story, family has a son with cancer and since they need to live closer to the hospital, they rent a cheap house which turns out to have a history as a morgue. I love those little moments when the unknowing victims wander around the house and you catch a glimpse of someone moving in the background, or a dead face in a mirror, and you jump in fright and think "phew, that was a good scary one". There was plenty of those, straight to the point, getting started with the freaky images long before the inhabitants realise what's going on.

But soon, the tempo had to pick up. And that's when it got really bad. When you start off too early you just have to go worse and worse until I, as a viewer, didn't even care. Less is more, people! When you have no sense of reality left, why would you care about the story anymore?

By two thirds of the movie Allen had officially placed this in his "at least top 5 Worst Movies Ever". Not good. We were mostly bored waiting for it to end, if we hadn't paid good money to rent it we might not even have watched it all. Weak ending. Kind of bad acting, most of all from the mother. So yeah... not my favourite.