Review~ Southern Spirits Disturb A Nice Little Family; The Haunting in Connecticut 2: Ghosts of Georgia

The Haunting in Connecticut 2: Ghosts of Georgia, with Abigail Spencer, Chad Michael Murray, Katee Sackhoff & Emily Alyn Lind.  Director, Tom Elkins.  Even though the title says Connecticut, this doesn’t have anything to do with that state, so I must be missing something vital, as an explanation.  It’s hardly a “sequel” to the first installment & hopefully there won’t be any more.

Filmed in Louisiana, not Georgia.  Based on a “true” story.  Don’t get me wrong, people make claims & we must either believe or scoff at their stories, on the face of the matter.  Perhaps the film was trying to associate what little popularity that the first film garnered.  I don’t know & frankly, don’t care.  So many questions of little importance.  It didn’t make sense.

Stitched together by a brilliant editor, someone’s home movies can, at least, flow along nicely.  Sackhoff, of Battlestar Galactica fame, was the only redeeming presentation to this horror.  She’s a professional, an adequate actress with a tom boyish quality verging on bad girl.  Her performance as the snide sister-in-law sort of distracted from the whole mess.  With a reported budget of about 9 million USD, I would assume Murray & her salary dug deep into the producer’s pockets.  Maybe not!  What do I know?  It’s not as if she capitalized on Battlestar immediately after its demise.  Such a short window these people have to make a mark in the world.

Murray’s swimmer physique & Sackhoff’s voluptuousness seemed the only focal points of a movie, that was so much a ripoff of the Poltergeist films that it was shocking.  Believe me, the cameraman did his best with them, as there was nothing else really to do, except – “go into the light”.  If you get my drift.

I found myself sort of daydreaming about the house & how I’d fix it up, while watching the film.  That was how dull it was.  Wondering if this or that prop, was part of a house or imported onto a set.  The stuff of daydreams.

It wasn’t a bomb, but I can’t recommend it.  If you decide to give it a go, give yourself 15 minutes to down three shots of whatever’s in the bar before it starts.

The only ghost in this story was another appearance by Cicely Tyson.  It’s like she’s a cameo curse – or something else that I’m much too polite to say.

Goodbye!