The film stopped abruptly when it was getting better and it became a pseudo-documentary whose ending chapter was lost. The film is only full of cliché plots from beginning to end, making the whole film just like a devil's cake in the end, without its deliciousness. The film is a horror film drafted on drawings. The most horrible part of the film is that Paramount will waste time on this kind of stuff.
The film plagiarized a few fragments from similar works, and then casually spliced them together. In the film, a group of people pretended to be distorted or screamed, which really made the audience laugh from the heart. The performance of each character is so stupid, starting with ambition, and ending with impotence. In this 87-minute film, the plot of mother-daughter communication should obviously take up a larger proportion. Unfortunately, the director only briefly touched on it, and the commercial eagerness for quick success is too obvious. Neither the horrible floating in the air nor the physical distortion of Linda Blaircan not reverse the inconsistency of the film's plot and the dilemma of how to look and how to fake it. The director added a large number of home DV footages to the film, completely ignoring the shaking of this shooting method to make the audience dizzy. Throughout the film, no actor's performance is convincing, so that the sense of substitution in the film is almost zero, and it is all acting.
