Monday at 11:01 A.M.

The movie starts with a really cool murder scene at the beginning of the flick that really grabs your attention in the opening credits.

Then it falls off quickly, as we get to know Micheal, a rich A-hole who takes his really hot girlfriend on a trip to a remote town in the mountains, and becomes haunted by events that happen in the hotel he's staying at in room 327. It seems like the idea of the picture is that he starts out like a jerk, and the more we get to know him the more we can relate to him and become sympathetic. That never happens for me. From beginning to end, I feel nothing for this guy. Everything is just too bland.

The only good spot was the legendary, Lance Henriksen. He was the only actor I recognized and it shows, cause his season thespian chops made the most basic lines come to life, at least in comparison to the other actors.

The movie's overall plot does grab you again by the end of the film. I thought how everything connected together was a brilliant Idea, but the character development did not hold my interest enough until the big reveal.

So it started off strong and ends good, but the in-between loosen whatever hold It had on me at the beginning of the film, making the end not worth the time.

The lead male can't act, period. The plot is neither well-crafted nor interesting, and it flip- flops and meanders into every thriller cliché imaginable. It felt like the writer, who I guess is also the aforementioned lead male, had no more idea where the story was going than we as the viewers do. The only redeeming quality, for me, is the actress who plays Olivia, who has genuine screen presence. The film left me frustrated that I'd wasted any amount of time on it. I would wholeheartedly recommend this exercise in pointlessness to absolutely no one.

Waste of time. The writer/lead actor "Charles Agron" should literally never make another movie again.

Monday, Monday, can't trust that day Monday, Monday, sometimes it just turns out that way Oh Monday mornin' you gave me no warnin' of what was to be On Monday, Monday, how could you leave and not take me

It is "Monday at 11:01 A. M." Charles and Lauren are on a road trip for a special occasion. They go through a tunnel to a town that attracts them. They plan to stay the night.

Soon strange things begin to happen and nothing adds up; is Charles going crazy or does it seem that some people know him for some reason?

The story is familiar and the tale has been told several times before. "Welcome to the Hotel California." - Eagles

There is no real mystery. The value of watching this movie is to see how it is executed. Do the actors do a good job and seem real? Does the plot twist enough so you will want to catch the details?

I found it fun to watch but nothing exceptional.

This probably could have been condensed into a twilight zone episode. It borrows elements from In the Mouth of Madness, Twilight Zone, Tales from the Darkside, Outer Limits, etc. Some of it is reminiscent of Stephen King's short story Rock N Roll Heaven.

The acting is average though I didn't find the lead actor's acting to be anywhere near as bad as some people have said, probably because I've seen much worse. You can see where the story is going but it leaves you wondering how the final twist will end up working out.

The cinematography itself really isn't bad, it looks decent and is well shot. The small town has just enough to give you the creepy vibe. All the settings seem to have a genuine enough feel to them.

I rounded it up to a 7 though I'd really give it a 6.5, it's decently watchable and somewhat entertaining.