A NAME FOR EVIL
How 'bout "Clancy"? That's an evil name.
If your lifelong dream is to see Robert Culp's dink, this movie is for you.
This Canadian flick stars Culp as a dissatisfied architect who leaves the family business and takes up residence in the run-down house of his great-grandfather, who is of course dead (I mean, at Culp's age, can you imagine somebody three generations before, still alive?). Soon enough, the house (while it's being repaired) makes it clear to him that it wants him to go. Luckily for him, though, the local church (whose members like to get naked and chainfuck) sure takes a shine to him.
There's nothing too much to recommend here - the scenery's quite pretty (probably filmed in BC), and the actors all do their best, but this isn't a particularly distinguished haunted house story. And we get the point that this guy's marriage is rocky - we don't need scene after scene after scene of these two people bickering.
The ending is unintentionally hilarious. It's in slow-mo, but it looks like it's filmed with people trying to act like they're in slow-mo. I just wish the "splat" at the end would've been bigger.
Nothing too special here.