Don’t go see The Gallows, please. As
someone who passionately, deeply loves movies, especially horror movies, and
laments that not nearly enough genre offerings actually land a theatrical
release, I beg of you, please don’t go see The Gallows. It
will only encourage people to churn out lazy, worthless crap like this. Just
because you can crank out a movie quick and on the cheap, and it will make
money, that doesn’t mean you should.
The Gallows is like someone set out to
take every last complaint anyone has ever levied against found footage horror
and purposely made a movie using only those elements. Because I want to see
more horror in theaters, more horror films with a wide release, I try to
support them as much as I can, but there is nothing here to recommend. There’s
a single legit jump scare, one, and that’s the only redeeming piece of the
entire 81 minutes.
This is a movie so completely uninspired that the names of
the four main characters are just the names of the actors who play them. Reese
(Reese Mishler) is a jock who quit the football team to take drama because he
likes a drama nerd, Pfeifer (Pfeifer Brown). He has a dickhead best friend,
Ryan Shoos (Ryan Shoos), who just so happens to film every single thing that
ever happens and has a stereotypical blond cheerleader girlfriend, Cassidy
(Cassidy Gifford).
Reese is a terrible actor who somehow landed the lead in the
play, which just so happens to be the same play where, back in 1993, a kid
named Charlie was accidentally hung. Or was it an accident? This is a notorious
moment in their small Nebraska town, so, of course, you’re going to want to do
that again, exactly like before. Sure. When Reese, Ryan, and Cassidy break into
the school to trash the set and stop the play, they encounter Pfeifer, and then
spooky stuff happens, like lockers open, doors that are supposed to be unlocked
are locked, and they have no cell reception. It doesn’t take any imagination to
figure out where things go from here.
A generic story isn’t the problem; it doesn’t help matters any,
but it’s something you can get away with if there is anything else to focus on,
but there’s not. Not only is the plot entirely predictable, much worse than
that, The Gallows is boring as hell. The first 20 minutes of
a movie that is, again, only 81 minutes long, is spent on set up where you repeatedly
learn the single defining character trait of each character, which, if you
missed them, are: Reese wants to bone Pfeifer, Pfeifer
really wants to stage this play, Ryan is a jackass who torments
nerds, and Cassidy is a cheerleader. At best, you don’t care if they survive,
and you don’t root for them to die because they aren’t even that interesting
and you can’t get that engaged.
The team stumbles through one horror trope after another,
each more tedious than the last. They discover a secret hallway, they split up
for no reason, they discover a convenient photograph that illuminates the
shocking backstory that is never really mentioned again, there’s a “twist” that
is obvious from the first moment. Again, you can get away with this is
something even remotely entertaining happens, but the pace plods along hitting
all the mile markers until the credits role and it’s time to leave the theater.
The ambiance is a jumbled mess of ominous tones, dim
corridors that are illuminated just enough for you to see the spooky thing
lurking in the background that no one else notices, and cameras rolling in
situations where no one would ever possibly film anything. Who films while
climbing a ladder? Sometimes they need it for light, sometimes it cuts back and
forth between a camera and a cellphone that has night vision, and it changes
hands so often and so quickly that you spend a great deal of time wondering who
exactly is holding the damn thing.
The Gallows is a movie where the
characters learn the hard way that some things—spirits, legends, murder, high
school theater productions—are better left alone. It’s a lesson that you, the
viewer, also learn. It’s like if you’re out in nature and you see an angry
animal or a plant covered in sharp, prickly thorns. The signs are all there and
you should pay attention to the indicators and leave well enough alone. That’s
how you should approach The Gallows, just back away slowly
and leave it be. [Grade: D-]
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