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Includes plot points, briefly. We already know everyone dies in the end except one person from the opening.

This is introduced as an anonymous source film being shown to a jury without any objection to admission of evidence. Once you get past this hurdle, we get to see a found footage tape shot by Billy (Ryken Zane) over a several day period while he wears the same shirt and tie. Billy is reluctantly shooting a kick-off promotional party for Firestarter Vodka without Drew Barrymore. The party is to take place in a haunted house. The film begins with a bunch of boring interviews, goes to a party where white people stand around drinking vodka in a plastic cup saying what a great party they are throwing. Tony (Dan Gruenberg) gets lucky and unlucky with Angela (Apriel Starkweather) whose face in on the screen doing a monologue and humping her pillow for the last 15 minutes or so. This was way too long. Interviews way too long and boring. And we never get to see the fire that killed them, light on special effects. I did like the Elvis guy.

Guide: F-word, sex, and brief nudity

Ladies and gentlemen of the jury, I present to you Exhibit Why... as in why was this movie even made?

The film is presented as a "found footage" movie, about video and audio footage an unnamed source who found it in their basement. This footage is then presented to a jury as evidence of a possible crime. The viewer (you) are supposed to see what the jury saw. Unfortunately, what the jury saw was a bunch of stupid, meaningless "interviews", with the "interviewees" being played by actors who don't even have the most rudimentary theatrical skills.

We have buddies Sean, Tony, and Billy. Sean is trying to make money promoting a brand of vodka called "Firestarter", but he's at loss as to how to do this. Tony suggests that Sean should throw a party. GENIUS! BRILLIANT! A PARTY promoting BOOZE! Why hasn't anyone ever thought of this novel concept before?! Oh, wait... only anyone who has ever thrown a party already has.

Never mind that! We're making a movie here! Kind of. Sort of.

Tony then suggests that Sean should throw this party in one of the most haunted houses in the country. Think of the publicity, Tony exclaims. What could possibly go wrong with getting people drunk in a haunted house that was once razed by fire? What possible liability could there be for anyone throwing said party? Billy has reservations about this, as he is genuinely afraid of the "famous Edgar Bradford House", and he truly believes that the place is haunted, and that throwing a party there is a very bad idea. Sean and Tony blow Billy off, and proceed with their plan. Billy reluctantly goes along after Tony suggests that Billy records the entire event as part of a documentary about the Haunting.

This makes sense to Billy because, you know, virtually everyone seeking to document genuine paranormal evidence and activity does so in an atmosphere rife with loud music, dancing, and talking above the decibel level of the music. Those are perfect conditions for capturing spectral voices and EVP, right? When seeking to capture footage of something as elusive as ghosts, you would want as many visual obstructions and distractions as possible, wouldn't you? Sure you would! Wouldn't anyone seeking conclusive proof of the existence of ghosts and spirits?

The plot and premise of this movie are beyond stupid. The acting is abysmal. The "stud ladies' man", Tony, has the same expression on his face for the entire movie. According to this movie, Tony somehow charms and captivates model that once appeared in the pages of "Vogue"... except that she's an insecure psychopath who somehow becomes immediately and irrationally obsessed with him. They sneak off to do the deed... and surprise! The ghost of Edgar Bradford shows up and starts watching them doing the Humpty Dance. Edgar looks like a reject from the old Thomas Dolby 1980s "She Blinded Me With Science" MTV music video.

After they bump uglies, the Vogue model confesses to Tony that she came to the party specifically for him. She saw his picture on Sean's Facebook page, and she fell instantly and madly in love with him. Yeah, because fashion models become obsessed with ordinary, every-day guys after seeing one photograph of them all of the time. You read about that sort of thing happening in social media every day, don't you?

This movie is supposedly set in a stately, haunted old mansion, but takes place in a... condo? A new, clean, bright and shiny... condo?

So, do you still want to watch this dumpster fire of a "movie"?