“Incubus” is a film I couldn’t be hard on, because it’s just a low budget horror flick looking to entertain for a brief moment and be on its way, and that’s exactly how I felt finishing it. It started, I watched it, and I went on my way to the next title. But alas, there are just some rather insipid details that kept it in my range of destruction, just the same. For example, how is it that everyone in this group is perfectly safe, sound, and untouched after getting into a car wreck? Don’t they have cell phones, or some sort of road service where they are? Why didn’t they just stay with the car or find a town? And why is there always an abandoned factory or bunker in the woods? Who keeps them secure and working proper? Who pays the power bills? Aren’t there inspectors who inevitably come to contemplate re-opening it, and or destroying it? If it seems like I have nothing else to really observe, then you’re right.

“Incubus” offers little to nothing more than a simple stalk and slash with inept twenty something’s stumbling on an abandoned factory in the middle of nowhere after crashing their van. They’re led by the seemingly in check and focused Jay (Tara Reid… no, seriously!) who devises plans to get into the factory putting them in the shitter that she then has to lead them out of. One of the primary problems behind “Incubus” is Camilleri’s incapability to convey time periods properly, which keeps the narrative always hazy. What seems like years before in the opening kill, is later explained to be only days before, which will guide the audience into bonafide confusion at the appearance of fresh dead bodies covered in blood but barely rotted.

Heavy make up, and a role comprised of mostly whispering does little to hide the difference in years Reid holds over the others, and whenever she raises her voice she sounds like Lucille Ball in her golden years. Obligatory Reid berating aside, “Incubus” is often too murky and stern to enjoy, and any hopes of camp and or comedic relief are dashed with Humphrey’s messy writing that avoids any hint of logic or suspense. Pair that with the fact that Humphreys and co. are so anxious to convince us that Jay is the heroine that they turn the other characters into gawking children, while Reid’s Jay explains everything from what a tattoo is to what Molecular Regressive therapy entails (considering she’d just stumbled on to the sight minutes before). The dialogue is muddled, the acting is wooden, and the twist on the formula is utterly ill-conceived. Did I mention Reid looks haggard beyond her years?

I really wanted to be surprised, but the derivations mixed with the forgettable performances, and Reid’s typically unconvincing acting makes “Incubus” another moldy quickly forgotten quasi-horror film left to decorate video store shelves.

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