Judge David Johnson is broke.
A terror from the other side.
Terrible movies are easy to review. Who couldn't spend 800 words ripping into complete crap? Great movies? Just as easy. Inspired prose will surely flow forth. But what about those features that are neither good nor awful, occupying that vast, fuzzy middle where mediocrity goes to circulate forever in the ether of tedium? Those are an absolute bear to wax eloquent about.
If you couldn't tell by that bloated introduction, The Unbroken is absolutely one of these generic, disposable releases and even having just watched it I'm struggling to pull together coherent observations about the film.
Let's start with the plot: a young woman moves into an apartment complex and is immediately besieged by a vision of a young boy who looks like he was smacked in the face a couple of times. It doesn't take long for her to realize she's dealing with a ghostly apparition and, panicked, she enlists the help of the cute neighbor and a diminutive psychic (Warwick Davis, Willow). After doing some amateur investigation she cracks the case, finding out who caused the death of the mysterious boy and the identity of the murdered will come as absolutely zero surprise to you.
My first issue with The Unbroken is a simple genre question. Is this a ghost story? A murder mystery? A crime procedural? The answer is "a bunch of that crap rolled into one." Which leads to the second issue: genre confusion or not, the film won't scare you with its horror beats, it won't surprise you with its mystery twists and our enterprising heroes unravel the puzzle clumsily.
Worse, everything happens at the speed of frozen custard rolling down slight meadowy incline. The Unbroken is a slog and there is nothing save for a handful of mild jump scenes (featuring the same kid) to keep the momentum from completely stalling. Even the big reveal of the killer and the resulting face-off is a chore.
But none of these shortcomings are enough to render the film a train wreck. The acting actually isn't half-bad and it's shot professionally. Like I said: mediocre. Even my man Warwick Davis can't elevate the material. And with that, I have nothing further.
A lean DVD: 1/78:1 anamorphic widescreen, 5.1 surround and no extras.
Klytus, I'm bored.
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