11-02-2024 - OK, I read all of the reviews before I started watching this six-segment movie presented by NeckFlex who buys the rights to a movie and then pretends to own or having produced it? The first noticeable problem was the many, repetitive ("same person" using different names) Asian/Bangkok? positive 5-star Google reviews = They're definitely stacking the deck for suckers like us to read.
As the first episode finishes, the story is dull making the series outlook bleak, especially the missing scary parts that were supposed to compel me to continue watching. If loud noises, glowing red eyes in the dark or a hydraulic bed that keeps going up & down with a little kid screaming seems scary to you, then this is probably your kind of movie (stretched out into six long miserable 40 minutes plus segments). So far, it's100% old school horror ploys from yesteryear, dragged out with an overload of empty time filler - Yak, Yak, Yak, and the word "Min" Min, Min, is a word that you will never, ever want to hear again after the movie ends. I reluctantly continued into segment 2 and then 3 wishing that I'd stopped back at 1. then into segment 4. Now we have a new/completely changed movie. I'm now watching old Grandma Evil who apparently has some kind of electrical engineering time traveling Elon Musket knowledge and has re-created a replacement daughter who she murdered the first time around by having a big garbage truck run over her and turn her into a lil' kid flat cake/pancake and has somehow re-manufactured a replacement lil' kid who chooses to wear a "Money Heist/Casper" mask most of the time. I don't think that's normal behavior for re-manufactured lil' kids? Anyway, the film turned out a lot better than I thought it would when the young policewoman in this movie helped me to figure out/explain it all to me because my brainstem got baked inside this crazy-cake storyline maze. It was still too long of a series that could have easily been done in 3 or 4 segments. FlexNeck buys it's cheap movies by the pound. not by any gauge of "quality of content" = (foreign phrase in the FlexNeck movie world). In closing, it's way to long but ok to watch once you get past segment 3.
ADDENDIUM: There was a husband early in the film, but NeckFlex wouldn't let him talk or act very much, so I think his wife "Dear Old Mom" may have used him for Bob n' Weave target practice and whatever happened to him at the shoot-em-up is still an unknown? He may have forgotten to bob when he should have weaved = (knitting can be hazardous when females that hate you carry guns) and got himself kilt? An unmentioned facet of the show was the old Norman Bates scary Psycho House, but no Anthony Plopkins or Grandma Skin n' Bones anywhere to be scene? (I know because I looked) And who knew that the house had been moved over to Bangkok? The Bruce Willis Rumor mill said that it had been floated over to Asia under sum politician's political balloon filled with the normal amount of political hot air which is always in abundance around Washington, D.C., especially at this time of re-election year. Bon Appetit!
ADDENDIUM: I have to confess, that I was pretty deep into this movie before I realized that the title wasn't "Don't Become A HoMo" butt I watched it anyway, hopin for a change and eyes still likes gurls plus a few German Shepard's every once in a while. Si? Y-yes-eye-due-C-FredG