Once upon a time there was a married couple, who build a fancy house with the latest technology in it. These people quite possibly had love in their marriage but cheated on each other left and right all the same. This marriage ended up as a murder suicide, brains on the wall and the house for sale.
One of the man cleaning the brains off those walls was a character played by Shawn Ashmore. One of the Ashmore twins, the cute lanky Canadians who always seem to be in these types of movies. In fact, here’s a question how do they know which one to cast? They look the same, the act the same. The main difference for Ashmore expert wannabes is that Shawn was in X Men movies and Aaron was in Smallville. Anyway, so this guy sees this house and thinks “Yey, a murderhouse, just the thing to win back my cheating wife and save our relationship”. And the wife goes “Well, he means well and it is a fancy house and such a good deal, why not”. And their dog (an awesome shaggy fella) Odi goes “No, you freaking lunatics, no freaking way, this is a murderhouse”, but goes along with it anyway, because he’s their dog. Once they get there, things predictably enough start to get freaky and no, not in that let’s rekindle our marriage freaky way, the other kind, the kind where objects get relocated and strange creepy sh*t occurs. And escalates. And goes from kinda sorta explicable to proper WTF territory. They even involves the cops, but alas, the home security cameras show nothing. Is the lady of the house (played by the pinchy faced Green) simply too impressionable? Anyway, in the end of the day, as you might have predicted, those were no hallucinations. There is something profoundly creepy about the house and there’s a fun twist about it. Only it’s too superficial of a twist and that’s the main drag of the story. Yes, that, not the 114 min. leisurely length, but the sheer preposterousness of the twist. Not to give too much away, but if you do watch the movie, just take a moment to think about the logistics and mechanics of the plot? Like how would it have worked and why? It’s a sort of ending that doesn’t even remotely hold up to the lightest of scrutiny and after the initial Aha, gotcha moment, there’s just nothing there. But alas, apparently the movie makers just didn’t think that through. It’s a shame, because the rest of the writing is actually decent enough and Ashmore is likeable enough to drag the plot along (not as likeable as Odi, but who would be) and some of the scares are genuinely jumpy. But that stupid freaking ending…is a disappointment. So that’s the aftermath of watching Aftermath. And what is after math, anyway? Calculus? Think what you will of it as horror, but this can easily be used as a motivational tool to make smarter homebuying decisions.
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