Thursday, July 7, 2011
We open on a brutal scene of bondage and stabbing, including doing so with kids. He captures it all on his cellphone, presumably to post to Facebook and tag friends. Or Twitter? I don't know how this dude rolls. After a pretty cool knife death, we switch up the setting.
Trisha is a babysitter. An extremely irresponsible one. Basically, the parents lay down some pretty basic rules for her: no visitors, no ice cream for the kid, and bed at 9pm. She breaks all of them in record time, making me wonder why anyone entrusts their kids with this stupid chick. She spends the majority of the babysitting time on the phone with her boyfriend. Soon enough, she starts receiving creepy calls on her phone from a "restricted" number. In the vein of the many babysitter movies that came before it, the mystery man calls repeatedly, alternately wanting to chat and reminding Trisha to check on her babysitting charge.
Predictably, she finally gives in and calls the police, where they direct her on how to trace the call. Their directions actually seem to make zero sense whatsoever, but I'm too concerned with waiting for the moment that they tell her the calls are coming from inside the house. Guess I'm a traditionalist.
However, the calls decline and the douche factor rises and we get stuck in sort of a non-scary holding pattern for a bit. But then my patience pays off as we're treated to an ultra creepy killer and some pretty solid death scenes. This movie was actually not so bad overall. It certainly wasn't in the realm of When a Stranger Calls or even Babysitter Wanted, but it wasn't completely horrendous either. The picture and sound quality was pretty bad, and the acting is about what you'd expect. The killer's motivation was actually pretty original and although the ending was "meh," at least they didn't drag this shit out and leave it open for "When a Killer Gets a New Cell Phone" or some crap.