It felt exactly like made-for-tv and for younger teens. It started out w/ a few things that are awful: overplucked shiny eyebrows, Uggs, & cheap sweaters. Gah. The scene lighting is also very, very dark at times.
I did like the character of Trevor, the long-haired unintelligent-seeming-but-likeable guy (Aussie Harry Hains), and it was on the refreshing side to have a middle-aged mom be pretty involved along the way, without getting mocked or sidelined immediately. Also, her hair always looked well-coiffed. :D
Sometimes the acting (aaaand direction) wasn't the greatest, but at least the characters weren't made fully unpleasant for drama's sake. Except the cop, he was No. Fun.
The writing isn't so hot, either: "She can see the occult." Weird phrasing. This occult, that occult, the other occult over there? "Institute patients" gets called crazy, waaay too many times. How low brow and sh!tty. }:( There's too much repetition and exposition of pretty basic ideas, and little payoff as far as horror goes.
I did like the character of Trevor, the long-haired unintelligent-seeming-but-likeable guy (Aussie Harry Hains), and it was on the refreshing side to have a middle-aged mom be pretty involved along the way, without getting mocked or sidelined immediately. Also, her hair always looked well-coiffed. :D
Sometimes the acting (aaaand direction) wasn't the greatest, but at least the characters weren't made fully unpleasant for drama's sake. Except the cop, he was No. Fun.
The writing isn't so hot, either: "She can see the occult." Weird phrasing. This occult, that occult, the other occult over there? "Institute patients" gets called crazy, waaay too many times. How low brow and sh!tty. }:( There's too much repetition and exposition of pretty basic ideas, and little payoff as far as horror goes.