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Winchester miss-fires for Mirren

Tracey Fox

 

2 Stars

 

If you enjoy your cinema experience a little bit spooky, the Speirig Brother’s offering of Winchester might just be a little disappointing.

There are scares, but hardly enough to grip your seats or get your heart racing.

Supposedly based in some truth, this tale of one woman’s battle with the grieved ghosts of people who died thanks to her husband’s company that sells the famous Winchester guns.

Millions of dollars were poured into creating the now infamous house in San Francisco, where workers would build night and day to create the most bizarre house filled with hundreds of rooms and stairs that lead nowhere to placate the near departed.

This much is probably mostly true, stories have spread over the years of the eccentric Sarah Winchester (Helen Mirren) and her communication with ghosts.

She believed they haunted her because her family was made quite wealthy off the thousands of deaths her husband’s guns caused.

However, this story is fabricated to include a fictional doctor/psychiatrist Eric Price (Aussie Jason Clarke) who has been paid handsomely by the other stakeholders in the company to diagnose Sarah as unfit to run the company.

Price himself has a back story that conveniently connects the stories together, and there is also an innocent young boy who gets tormented and possessed by these angry ghouls.

Sadly, the whole thing comes off as a little goofy.

The only thing holding the movie together is the infrequent jump scares, and Helen Mirren’s formidable name.

It is a shame that such a grand lady
seems to have been dragged into making a B-grade haunted house story.

She really does try to give it everything she has to lift the film, but everything else lets her down unfortunately.

Admittedly, I am the last person to enjoy this particular genre, but I was far from spooked.

I always pay attention to the reactions to a movie once the credits roll, and I must admit I wasn’t surprised to hear giggles as they left en-masse.

Look, money was spent, good people were involved, and wretchedly it just fell flat, and its excessive use of clichés was groan worthy.

I’ve honestly had bigger frights caused by my toaster popping early.

About Tracey Fox

For the past nine years Tracey has been the smiling face at reception. She takes care of the classifieds and trades and services sections for the paper but she is also our reviewer. For the past eight years her movies, books, theatre and food reviews have entertained our readers. She loves the fact the Echo is a small paper and its staff have a genuine interest in local issues because they are locals. Tracey says it is great working at a paper she wants to read.

One comment

  1. Liked your review of another stinker. why can’t good films be made these days? The latest one is Game Night, which we thought was just so silly.
    La La Land hype lost us, as did The Greatest Showman, which I was on the verge of walking out from, except it was too dark. And the preview trailers on Tuesday were appalling. The BBQ and Finding Your Feet look pretty poor, too.

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