I rented this film on a whim. I've seen a lot of movies and I really try to avoid the stinkers. Often I get enthralled in a particular genre and recently horror/suspense movies have been my thing. I carefully consider reviews from both fans and critics before jumping into a film I know nothing about. But sometimes, every so often, I'll pick up something based on nothing but intuition. Let's call it the movie version of "judging a book by its cover." First of all, I understand that this is an indie film. I've seen plenty of them. I've read, after viewing, that the acting in this was "mediocre" or "not bad" for an indie film. I'd have to disagree. It was atrocious. The plot labored along so slowly it was nauseating. The hour and a half I spent watching seemed like an eternity.When it was all said and done, and I had finally sat through the film in its entirety, all the way to the ridiculous, predictable, uninteresting and totally un-scary climax, I was exhausted. Sometimes, when the credits roll in a movie, regardless of what I think of it, I have feelings of happiness, horror, interest or questions regarding the intricate plot. When the credits rolled in this film, I felt nothing other than relief.I promised myself before that I wouldn't view a movie without knowing what the common consensus was regarding its quality. Now I know for sure that i'll never go by intuition again. It's not so much the money I spend (which I hope never finds its way into these filmmakers' pockets so they can make another lousy movie) but it's the time taken away from my life, time that could have been spent on much more fulfilling activities like picking my nose or scratching my ass, that I can never get back thanks to horrible films like this one.

This haunting surreal motion picture takes place in Edenville in East Hollyood on the former ranch of Tom Mix, a famous cowboy actor of the silent era of the silver screen. Prior to the untimely death of Tom Mix, he and the studios were attempting to transition into sound films after 1929, but they and the makers of Westerns were having a tough sell of cowboy genre. In this tale, a young couple move from back East to make a new life in the West and get into a different lifestyle for the sanity of Rachel played brilliantly by Paula Ficara who appears to see ghosts along with her husband Kevin portrayed by Stephen Wasteall who has dreams of fitting into the Hollywood scene. They first encounter a neighbor named Andrew who does not quite fit in and then he mysteriously disappears leaving behind a vintage automobile and his possessions. Rachel starts seeing ghosts in the closet starting with a little boy who appears to have aged and rotted while being recognizable as a child and then she saw a ghost who looks like her husband Kevin dressed in cowboy costume like that worn by the late Tom Mix and as the apperation pulls away the kerchief over his face, it suddenly rots away and turns into dust. Later Rachel is watching an old black and white Tom Mix motion and notices Kevin's face on the cowboy in the scene, after that she falls apart and tries to leave and she herself becomes a ghost, the ghosts of those who just did not make it in Hollywood who haunt Edandale Hill! Although the film was shot in colour, it is like experiencing a black and white movie complete with shadows in the style of Orson Wells' "Citizen Kane" and ranks in my personal opinion as a soon-to-be CULT FILM and a must have DVD or VHS video for you and your friends. Sarge Booker

The AWFULNESS of this movie alone prompted me to register for IMDb.com. I do not consider myself a critic, but the HIDEOUS acting job by the male lead (Stephen Wastell) led me to believe that my grandpa could do a better job in the role. oh, and did i mention, my grandpa's been dead for 12 years???I beg someone else to go see this movie, just so that you'll know you could play the part better. You'll sleep well at night knowing that YOU could get a male lead in a film, even if you are an 87 year old woman. The script was slow.... the dialogue even slower. It was like I was watching day one of a high school drama class.... the female lead did her best with the wet fish that was tossed to her, but even she couldn't pull it off. My heart went out to her during the kissing scenes in the hot tub. YOu could tell she was repulsed by his weird mouth and complete lack of commitment to the role. How this turdpile ever ended up at my Hollywood Video, I have no idea. I am only thankful that i am on their unlimited rentals plan and didn't have to shell out any money for this empty shell of a movie.

Paula Ficara is a talented actress, but it's unfortunate that she was given such a weak, stilted script to work with. The remainder of the cast were just cardboard cutouts of what the characters should have been. Granted, the ghost story that is tied into the early days of Hollywood is quite interesting. The cinematography looked like poorly lit mini-DV with blown out shots and poorly framed subjects, with edits being loosely done making shots appear as if they dragged on too long, needlessly. The one saving grace, aside from Ms. Ficara, were the special FX which were very well done indeed. The film did get better about 1.25 hours into it, but by that point you couldn't care one way or the other what happened. Then it was, thankfully, over.