If The Blair Witch Project had a baby with The Mothman Prophecies , it would be Mr. Jones . The short version of the story goes something like this: a filmmaker and a photographer move to the woods to shoot a nature documentary and end up discovering the home of a famed, underground artist. This "artist" creates "sculptures" that look like collaborative efforts between The Blair Witch and whoever decorated the house in Texas Chainsaw Massacre . When you've got a guy like that living next door, you can be sure that "spooky shit" is going to start happening, relationships are going to suffer, and SURPRISE! someone's going to die or be trapped, forever, in a waking nightmare in which they are menaced by an evil paparazzi doppelgänger. The sad fact is that while all these ideas sound like they could be terrifying, the movie just can't deliver the level of terror needed to take it from a forgettable independent film to a beloved classic. Film...
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