When telling a story, the focus of the plot should never shift from one genre to another. For example, a romance should never morph into a mystery. A whodunit should never morph into a tale of the supernatural. A comedy should never depict an incidence of death or maiming so intense that the audience perceives it to be real. To shift from one genre to another in mid-story jars the audience, causes confusion, and shakes them from their temporary reverie. They are transported back to the real world and the story dies because they can no longer participate in the fictional construct. "Behind the Wall" is an unsatisfying story because if violates this fundamental tenet. It begins as a horror tale (bloody death of the wife/mother by an unknown force) and a warning not to venture into the basement, then morphs into a ghost story (death was the act of a ghost as opposed to a living monster, human or otherwise), morphs again into the totally unreal (characters go missing, dead bodies appear and disappear - something beyond the ability of even a ghost), then transitions yet again into the tale of an unsettled ghost that can only be pacified by the death of his living betrayer. To further weaken the plot, a priest gives a dire warning but offers zero rationale, and a budding romance is introduced which changes our focus from horror/ghost story to "will boy and girl get together?".No movie can survive this uneven level of fictional reality regardless of its production quality or acting talent. The actors in "Behind the Wall" are believable. The story is not.

This film was just...bland. I really enjoy sifting through under-the-radar horror films, and sometimes I find gems, but this time I found a decaying piece of driftwood. The plot was not only stock, but executed poorly; there was no suspense, there were no scares, and it was so predictable and cookie-cutter that I found myself quoting the next few lines before they were actually said several times.Lindy Booth was nice to look at, as usual, but that's literally the only good thing I can say about this film. The credits were the best part. Save yourself an hour and a half of your life and skip this one; you won't regret it.

I'm going to make this review as short as possible. It's bland. And that's really all you need to know. Not scary, not really very suspenseful, and certainly not gripping. I found myself far more interested in my telephone than with this movie. The video quality was fine, the acting was decent... it just wasn't particularly interesting. If this had been a made-for-TV movie, people would be turning the channels. It's not even so bad it';s good, it's just... well... blah. This is as vanilla as it gets.I'd like to say something nice about the film, but I just can't. My friend thought the lead actress was cute... but I don't even agree with that. So, um, I got nothing.

There was NOT one intense moment to this film. Matter of fact, the actors weren't even scared! No pulse-gripping or jaw-dropping parts, no suspense, no shock, no yelling at the screen...no nothing. It was as suspenseful as watching a maggot squirm out of a rotten apple and as interesting as watching a stray cat dig through my garbage, seriously. I read somewhere where 2 ppl said this movie was a good watch, no sir. I had to keep stuffing my mouth to stay awake while everyone else dozed in & out of the film. The acting by James Thomas, who played opposite of Lindy most of the time, was so dry and bad that I actually felt sorry for the pretty red head actress, whom at least put up effort on some parts. Unfortunately though, her acting wasn't consistent, creative or powerful enough to carry the film. Lawrence Dane, who played Father Hendry, proved to be a professional actor and convincing. The acting by others & the storyline was dry & shabby for even television, and I don't know how to make it any clearer than that. Matter of fact, the synopsis I wrote is more interesting than the film itself. I hung in hoping it would kick into high gear somewhere down the line. It never did. And, the blood on the bodies came from long scratches. That's it, that's all folks. If you have a weak-stomach, this is not going to faze you. One huge plot hole was in the main plot. The killer ghost who ended up killing ppl w/ cat scratches..lol, claimed he was 'innocent' of any crime when he himself was murdered. That was suppose to be the clincher & his lame excuse for clawing a few ppl to death, which we don't get to see until someone finds them. Everyone living ends up sympathizing w/ him, "yet" everyone seemed to forget, once he's died he became a pain in the arse murderer!