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I’m confused. I mean “See No Evil” sucked
the first time, so why did Singer figure people would want to see it
again? “Dark Ride” is many things, and one in particular, is a remake of
“See No Evil.” And the similarities just continue on from there, even
with both movies royally sucking. How cliché can you get? A towering
psycho. No. A towering disfigured psycho. No, further. A towering bald
disfigured psycho. No, further. A towering bald disfigured psycho with
the strength of ten men. No, further. A towering bald disfigured psycho
with the strength of ten men who just broke out of a mental asylum! Now
we have the picture. And I’m not too happy with the end result. “Dark
Ride” is a typical slasher that’s not even good in spite of its run of
the mill premise, and characters.
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What Singer does is pad the film for as long
as humanly possible with utterly mind-numbing
characterization that goes nowhere. “Dark Ride” is nothing
but a ninety minute lead-up to the finale. Before all of
that we follow a small group of the dumbest and most
obnoxious characters you can see in a horror film, visiting
the largest cliché and plot device in film history, all for
no purpose but to deliver the cheesy surprise ending. I sat
there literally falling asleep at the idiocy and vapid
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Two characters are movie buffs, there’s a
pot head hitchhiker, and all of this basically drags along at a snails
pace. Nothing happens for about an hour before the
final pay off with out serial killer who seems to enjoy hearing their
stories. That would explain why he doesn’t just off them one by one like
a competent slasher. What’s the point of sitting with these shit heads
if we’re only going to be promised killing? And even when it manages to
pay off with gutting and gore, “Dark Ride” fails to achieve the
slightest bit of tension or suspense. The killer we’re forced to watch
is nothing more than a Jacob Goodnight clone, a character that wasn’t
interesting to begin with. And then we have to buy the forced surprise
climax that’s neither entertaining, nor morbid, while Jamie Lynn Sigler
fails to compel as a horror heroine. “Dark Ride” is an exhausting piece
of derivative crap that officially earns its title as the worst of the
“After Dark Horrorfest” series.
Character elements are left dangling, sub-plots are unresolved, and
sub-plots appear from nowhere, all with the expectancy of dismissing it
all because it's a slasher film. "Dark Ride" fails to entertain, amuse,
and stir the gore hound in me, and for that it should be kicked into the
darkest hole.
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