I've watched many a low budget movie over the years. Some are groaners, and some are very effective. This one most definitely falls under the former. It dawned upon me, about two-thirds of the way through, that the production values reminded me of one of the many Hallmark Channel Christmas movies. The story felt like somebody was channeling R. L. Stine only without his sense of humor. The acting is wildly uneven as well. I suppose Jeremy Piven and Sean Astin needed to buy something. Why else would they to appear in this sad piece of dreck? Must be it. You have 90 minutes to waste? Here you go.