Otkon

It's a really touchy story about a girl who doesn't know what it means to be seen until she literally becomes invisible.

Yes, it's as if Tim Burton made Squid Games - a yearly undead competition reality show about who is the best urban legend apparition to haunted the world's lamest paranormal investigators. And much like the human "reality" side, the afterlife flipside is just as much staged egomaniacal drama.

The reigning queen Catherine is aging out of competition and losing in popularity to upstart ingenue Jessica. Until Catherine reluctantly takes an even younger protege under her wing hoping to beat Jessica for the youth vote.

What ensues is frenetic dark comedy with a lot of soul as we learn how death is just a part of everyone's story - not the end of it.

It took me a while to finish watching it and to fully appreciate it. But it has great characters, gruesome setups, a fun score (especially Makoto) and something interested to say about newfound families and risk-tasking.

Yeah, it is impossible to get over the fact that the two "sons" look as old as Shawnee Smith.

Oh, and the plot is more like a weird ABC midseason replacement about a fake reality show about a loony small town with a charming serial killer that everyone lost track of and now he's back to catch up with friends and family.

Taryn Manning is like a living Rugrats character. The cops are as stupid as that and the plot.

The killer's mask is comically oversized.

It's not even fun bad. Go watch Leslie Vernon instead.

Yeah, it's somewhat slow. And yes, the characters are exceedingly dumb. I mean they figured out how the killer is killing them but not who - which could be gleaned from the exact same information. And even before that, there is a massive clue who the killer is because information that only they would know is tipped to the entire group and audience.

Things the film has going for it. The killer's mask. Yep, I am a fan of that. While it is impractical, it is still a pleasing aesthetic. And some of the character studies are fun. Mona's business phone calls. The addiction subplot. The kills. The theatrical roaches. The VCR aspect. The ending.

Stuff that was meh. The owner is insufferable and his financial woes are lame. The fact that Donnie was not a long-lost Kevin James/Gary Valentine (Knipfing) brother but just some guy named Peter Story - which totally sounds made up.

Anyway, this movie is watchable. Because I apparently had already seen it, rated it, never left a review and then rewatched it, thinking this seems familiar.