A streetwise 13-year-old ghetto kid (Brandon Adams) finds himself in the midst of all manner of horrors in this over-the-top variation on the well-worn haunted house theme. Wes Craven, the man who gave us A Nightmare on Elm Street, piles on the gore and gothic images but fails to give us a story that makes any kind of sense or characters who are in any way real. All this means that, apart from an initial chill or two, the film flounders, using typical horror clichés to bolster a sagging plot. Dedicated horror fans may forgive the film these key faults, but few others will.

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