The Mothman Curse is a 2014 movie written and directed by Richard Mansfield. The movie follows two ladies, Rachel and Katy, who work in a museum. At first, I thought this was going to be one of those slow-burn type of horror movies, where it takes a while to lead up to the big scare, and then BOOM! Everything goes crazy, you’re on the edge of your seat with popcorn flying, and everyone has a good time watching in the end.
Well, I can certainly attest – I was wrong. The boom never happened, at least not for me. The film is in grainy, surveillance video, with admittedly interesting night-vision scenes. Most of the office scenes are filled with the ladies yammering about their day and what I would consider the basic office gab employees use to kill time. The “run-ins” with Mothman make no sense. It’s hard to understand his/its garbled voice, and I’m sorry, but zooming in a vaguely glittering pair of eyeballs that *might* be the creature just isn’t scary, in my book.
The movie is 80 minutes long, but I felt like I sat there trying to get through it for 3 hours. It is not a compliment whatsoever when I say I felt a sense of relief when it was over, yet I felt like there so many other things I could have done with my life in that time span. I understand that this is a British arthouse horror film, but it appears that I missed both the art and the horror in it.
I love British comedy. I adore British drama, both period pieces and modern fare. However, if this is considered a “fine” or even “moderately decent” example of British horror, I think that I will be staying far, far away.