It was OK. I don't see why everyone loves it so much. It wasn't very smart or deep or well-directed.

At first rather annoying in its heavy emphasis on reenactments, this movie ultimately proves fascinating, simply because the complicated, highly dramatic tale it tells still almost defies belief.

The movie turns out to be a little better than the average. Starting from a romantic formula often seen in the cinema, it ends in the most predictable (and somewhat bland) way.

One of the film's great tricks is that, for a time, you think it will go down a rabbit hole of unrealistic glorification.

Having watched this film and wasted a couple of hours that could have been better spent, I searched online for reviews to see what other viewers made of it. To say I am finding it hard to believe the evidence of my own eyes is an understatement. So many reviewers have admitted to being confused, to feeling there was something missing, to having been given something to "think" about (yes, like what was this complete tosh supposed to be about?) but still ended up praising it, that I had to register and write a review of my own.It seems that many people are very easily pleased. It seems that the great interest currently shown in paranormal and esoteric subjects means that chancers can produce a patchwork of psychological gibberish, give it a moody, rainy feel full of pregnant pauses, significant glances and enigmatic comments (except that none of it added up) where nobody behaved in a remotely normal human way, but all of this was supposed to (and apparently did) impress itself on the minds of so many reviewers, even though a number of them admit to being unsure of what any of it actually meant.The X Files have been mentioned once or twice, and this is a good analogy. That was another example of throwing together a random set of unlikely happenings, irritating anyone trying to actually make sense of it, and at the end have someone say, "So what did it mean? Maybe we'll never know ..." (or words to that effect). Well my words would be What A Cop-Out! Throwing together a bit of this, a bit of that, cups hitting the ceiling, rooms shaking, yada yada yada - does NOT constitute a plot, or even a point. Anyone satisfied with rubbish like this needs their own heads tested. Even Christopher Lloyd mumbled his way through it (no doubt due to extreme embarrassment and in the hope none of us would be able to understand what he was saying). Avoid this film like the plague unless you only have two brain cells that will overload if faced with intelligent entertainment. Do yourselves a favour, and watch the genuinely creepy and disturbing Carnival of Souls (1962) instead.

Saw this awhile ago, and still haunted when I think of it. Have to echo Antony Meadly's comment that the one thing I hated was the bit where out of the blue, the thing is explained neatly and tidily. This isn't really necessary, and isn't true to the spirit of the film. (Feels like something that was tacked on, perhaps after test audiences felt confused and unsettled without it. One hopes- if it was intended from the outset chalk it up as the only major mistake made.)If you like your plots all wrapped up in a shiny package, and tied with a silver bow, this sort of thing isn't for you, and you really should cut down on the 30-minute sitcoms. Comparing Final Destination to this as a superior execution of the concept is ridiculous, since FD is simply another gimmicky, gory, horror/suspense flick (though effective for what it is).This movie is about disturbing you, not enlightening. I think certain types of personalities simply don't like this sort of thing, and (without meaning any disrespect) value clear, simple plot lines and resolutions above whatever mood or feeling might be created in a film. I'm clearly not in this camp, but if you are, you should give this film a miss.

The great Christopher Lloyd cannot save this ponderous story about ... What? I'm not sure and was not excited enough to finish it despite sitting down to it a couple of times. Nice moody cinematography. No special effects to speak of. Really a drama and not horror, which is where I found it at the rental store.

I rented this movie because it had Adrian Paul in it, and yes, it did have Adrian Paul in it, but it just barely could be considered a speaking role, more likely hired for his body as he is featured in a couple of nude scenes. I could not believe how terrible the writing was, and the "special" effects I found to be inappropriate as well as damaging to the possibility of being appealing in a "psycho drama" kind of way. If you really want to mess up someones evening, recommend this film to them.