A group of friends break into the Amityville Horror house to film a sex tape. One of the girls asks, “Are there beds in there?”, but her boyfriend bangs her in the bathroom anyway. Sadly, before they can finish the deed, they are slaughtered by an unseen presence.
Then, a family comes to look at the house. Since they’re broke, a haunted house is the only thing they can afford. (Although the actual Amityville Horror house would’ve easily gone for upper six figures, but realistic depictions of the real estate market isn’t this movie’s forte.) Before the family can even close on the house, the realtor dies under mysterious circumstances. On the day they move in, one of the movers falls down the stairs and dies. Heck, almost every unannounced visitor to the home kicks the bucket somehow or the other.
This is a crappy Found Footage flick that’s meant to capitalize on the success of Paranormal Activity, so that means the bratty son films everything with his camera. He also uses way too many zooms and seemingly has never heard of the Auto Focus feature. Later, the increasingly crazed patriarch of the family installs security cameras, which leads to more Paranormal Activity-inspired shenanigans. Doors won’t stay shut, weird noises are heard, and the camera starts picking up strange images. Things go from bad to worse when the family’s youngest daughter starts talking to an imaginary friend who may be the ghost of one of the original Amityville victims.
I’m not a fan of Found Footage horror but combining the genre with a fake Amityville film seemed like a no-brainer. As far as these things go, it’s far from the worst one I’ve seen. Even though the shaky-cam bullshit gets irritating, the body count is relatively high, and the pacing moves at an acceptable rate. Does that necessarily mean it’s good? No way! However, when you’re in the middle of a month-long fake Amityville marathon, you take the small victories when you can get them.
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