With this and My Kontrabida Girl, it was a Gwen Zamora film festival for me this week. Too bad though that someone who was fine in terms of acting (and looked great onscreen) ended up in two stinkers. For a suspense/horror movie, this seemed to be very confused in terms of plot and tone. It was just a mix of flashbacks, montages, and dream sequences. It could have ended at the 1 hour mark but it took upon itself to add another hour to (very slowly) explain the entire twist. This is a dumbed-down flick for audiences dumb enough to see it.
(Originally published March 24, 2012.)