Der Voodoo-Fluch (1987)
38KDer Voodoo-Fluch: Directed by Richard Friedman. With Andrew Stevens, Mary Page Keller, David Ramsey, Josh Segal. Strange visions come to haunt a singer when she, her son, and her psychiatrist-turned-boyfriend move into an old colonial house that is haunted by the ghost of a ruthless slave owner.
“u0026#39;80s supernatural horror Scared Stiff is, for the most part, a rather dull affair, but it is lifted somewhat by a final twenty minutes that completely throw logic and sanity out of the window. The lunacy is hinted at in an earlier scene where a young ladu0026#39;s toy cars come to life, engines roaring and wheels spinning, but itu0026#39;s not until the closing act that director Richard Friedman goes all out with the madness, chucking in time travel, a snarling monster, an exploding police car (itu0026#39;s amazing how easy the vehicle blows up), a mouldy corpse smashing through a window (having hung outside for several days unnoticed), a giant floating lampshade in the shape of an Indian, and Ivory Coast natives hurling spears through time and space.u003cbr/u003eu003cbr/u003eThe plot goes something like this: having recovered from a mental breakdown, pop star Kate moves into a new home with her boyfriend (and doctor) David Young (Andrew Stevens), and her seven year old son Jason (Josh Segal), unaware that the place is haunted by the malevolent ghost of a slave merchant. This hokey old set-up is rife with clichés, Friedmanu0026#39;s attempts at atmosphere and foreboding fall horribly flat, his cast give uniformly bad performances, and certain scenes are horribly dated (such as the moment when Jasonu0026#39;s computer projects a holographic 3D image or when David explains what diskettes are for). If you can, try and stay the distance for the mind-numbingly bonkers ending, which is just about worth the wait, but I wouldnu0026#39;t blame you if you gave up and found something better to do with your time.u003cbr/u003eu003cbr/u003e2/10, plus a couple more points for the nutty stuff.”
