Review of The St. Francisville Experiment

We have Madison and Tim and Paul and Ryan. We would have been more entertained by Moe and Larry and Curly and Shemp. These four imbeciles are assembled, as novices, and given the task of potentially documenting paranormal activity in a famously haunted location. Before going in, our intrepid heroes are lectured on the importance of staying together, and acting cooperatively, in concert. Instead, all that they do is argue and bicker and talk over one another. You could not have possibly put together a less effective team than these idiots.

Paul and Tim are obsessed and fascinated with the cheap gear given to them by the producers who selected them. Madison babbles on and on like some half-assed metaphysical guru. Ryan either screams, cries, or giggles inanely throughout the movie. Under Madison's "guidance", they recite prayers and perform rituals to envelope themselves in "white light" about 57,000 times throughout the group's efforts to capture and document paranormal or supernatural activity.

The real.horror of the movie comes when you, as the viewer, realizes that some mental deficient read this script, and greenlighted the production and distribution of this movie. 98% of the movie consists of these idiots arguing about virtually every decision that they make, and everything that they do.

Don't waste your time. Watching a fresh dog turd drying out on your lawn would be infinitely more entertaining.