Frozen In Fear. Except at one point it was called The Flying Dutchman. SPOLIERS!!!!!
Which makes absolutely no sense because there isn't anything ghostlike, or nautical involved, but one character does have an obsession with the operatic work of the same name, so quality by association? Whatever. Because this was a made for TV movie, I can't call it the worst film I've ever seen. That lofty title is split three ways, between Superman IV: The Quest for Cash, Star Trek V: Shatner Nearly Kills A Franchise, and the subject of my second review, Shamalyan's take on The Last Airbender. But if this was a studio film, with a budget of more than $2 million, which, I'm sorry, but this doesn't even look like they spent half that, then it would right up there with those films. This thing is horrible, and I don't even know where to begin with this piece of garbage. If you're like me, and will sit through a train wreck of a film just to see how it can POSSIBLY get worse, follow after the jump.
And the story? Hoo, boy. After coming to town, Polly gets a convenient reason to leave Lacy alone without a car, and does so until we need her again, at the end. Lacy, after meeting Sean, who's also mute(at least at first), all of three times, enacts her brilliant plan. She'll get Sean to sign a contract for her gallery, and set up a show, by sleeping with him as much as possible. I'm not kidding, we get two love scenes involving Roberts and Oxenberg, back to back. We also learn that Ethan and Sean are adoptive brothers, both raised by Ben. Moira, in turn, is Ben's sister, and it's implied there's an incestuous thing going on there. Eventually Polly decides she's been away from the plot for too long, and starts driving back to Dark Hollow. I swear, I will never get over that town's name. It is about this time, that Lacy, inbetween bouts of psychic visions of Sean's past, and bouts of fucking him, puts two and two together and figures out that a hitchhiking woman she saw four days ago, was in fact taken and killed by him. She gets away from Sean, only to pass Polly going in the opposite direction. She turns around to save her friend. Meanwhile, Ben has taken Ethan and Moira hostage at gunpoint, at we get closure to a subplot that does nothing, stating that Ethan hates Ben and Sean, as Sean was responsible was for the death of Ethan's fiance, and Ben found some way of covering it up. Not that it matters, as Ben blames himself for whatever it Sean has become, and shoots himself, letting Ethan and Moira escape with a gun.
Lacy gets back to town to find Polly's car abandoned, then does what she should have done, and goes straight to Sean's cabin. Here comes the only surprise in the movie: at first, I thought, because the girls are grabbed via plastic bags over their heads, they were dead by the time they got to Sean's cabin. Here, they prove me wrong, by having Polly not only alive, but struggling while chained to a table, naked. As in a slow panning shot, that while not actually showing anything that would move into XXX territory, comes damn close. Lacy and Sean fight, and Sean beats her handily at first. Lacy fights harder, and manages to wound Sean badly enough to give her enough time to unchain Polly, who quickly finds a sheet to cover up. Sean gets up for round two, only to be shot five times by Ethan, having just arrived. Ethan's shots, while perhaps influenced by whatever mental state having his father shoot himself in front of him would have left him in, are all still accurate, with a leg shot, a shoulder shot, two shots to the chest, and an arm shot, being the damage. Sean dies outside his studio, where Ethan and Moira go in to check on Polly and Lacy. Lacy and Polly go outside, to find no body there. The film ends with Lacy getting her gallery show of Sean's work, and her giant payday, having sold every single piece. Polly and Lacy, while talking, notice a piece that wasn't there before, that is obviously of a naked Lacy. She then gets a phone call, where Roberts taunts her over the phone, and we cut to credits. None of these characters are well written, the story is so predictable you can guess it before you put the DVD in, the music is either horrible, or horribly out of place, oh, and the sound editing was shit, at least 35% of the mundane actions on screen, like the placement of cups on tables, gets a fucking reverb effect for no reason. This was director Robin P. Murray's third directorial outing, and, as he seems to wait about 6 or seven years between projects(his fourth, and perhaps, last one was in 2008), we're due for another shitstorm from him somewhere 2015 or so. In closing, don't be Frozen in Fear, pass up this shit if you get the chance.