Imagine a world where numbers aren't just symbolic representations that we use for categorization and counting. Imagine if only people who were born on Leap Day don't go crazy on 13-13-13 - whenever that day actually is. See, Leap Days were supposed to add up to a whole Leap Month, but something happened that prevented it - according to some strange woman who knew this because she just knew it, okay?
I'm betting the writer watched The Number 23 and thought, "Oh, I can do WAY better than that! I'll start with a crappier idea, move on to a crappier script, get crappier actors, have crappy special effects, and we'll see if we can't make some money from this incredibly stupid idea." Don't get me wrong, this actually has nothing to do with The Number 23 except for an obsession with a series of numbers for no good reason.
Essentially, everyone who is not in the aforementioned group of people born on Leap Day goes crazy. Think of them as zombies, but they are having a lot more fun. Rather than being driven to kill people and eat their flesh through some primal need, everyone is driven to kill through happy carelessness of unthinking and unfeeling insanity. "Well, that sounds like a fun romp!" you may be thinking to yourself. Read on...
Aside from there being a guy in this movie whose real life last name is Voorhees, this movie has very little to do with other horror or scary movies that have been successful. There is a reason that some franchises work and others die in the very first movie, and the underlying problems with this movie are too numerous to count, so I'm just hitting the highlights here:
Bad acting
Bad writing
Bad dialog
Bad story
Bad effects
Bad directing
Bad photography (it shouldn't be called cinematography in this case)
Bad costumes
Bad editing
Bad props
Bad supporting cast
Bad extras
Bad set locations
Bad blocking
Bad lighting
Bad audio
Bad soundtrack
Bad fonts for credits
Bad continuity
Again, that's just a hint of the problems in this movie. I hope that everyone involved never works again.
0.0/5