From A House On Willow Street aka Jumpscare: The Movie
After a young woman is kidnapped, her captors soon come to realize that in fact they may be the ones in danger and this young woman has a dark secret inside her.
Alastair Orr, a name I am not familiar with but seems to have a few horror features tucked underneath his belt already, delivers low budget horror; From A House On Willow Street, and after this I won’t be surprised if Orr is still a name people don’t know.
What sounded like a promising premise, Willow Street is let down by its repetitive nature and the sad fact that it solely requires on jump scares to elicit any sort of fright. Again, there is a great concept here, blending the tropes of kidnapping and possession into one, but it seemingly unfolds into another substandard horror. It all feels like familiar territory, the characters are one dimensional, the dialogue is stilted and too many things are happening at once. Somehow a film with a slim running time of 86 minutes feels a lot longer.
Scream Queen Sharni Vinson (from You’re Next) ill-advisedly speaks with a poor American accent, a slight hiccup that can’t go unnoticed with such wooden dialogue. The surrounding cast are hopelessly inadequate at portraying any real sense of emotion, Zino Ventura is particularly bad, being his debut acting performance AND debut producing gig… Choose one mate, you can’t do both.
What I did find inspiring was the practical effects, the makeup was incredibly gruesome, but again was too soon forgotten when poor CGI is needlessly used for moments that felt far too extended.
I think this could have been a great little film, if only the filmmakers worked without their means, stuck to one location, lost a bit of the silliness and kept the narrative as a taut claustrophobic thriller. Willow Street kept me on the edge alright, the edge of wanting to switch over to a different flick.
3.5 / 10
“You should really let me go or your all going to die tonight”