The plot seemed great, the concept seemed like a lot of fun. It seemed like the perfect throw away guilty pleasure Halloween movie.

Even some of the lines were awesome in a way that fit perfectly into the Halloween throw away guilty pleasure fair.

But still, it left a horrible taste in my mouth. It was positively awful.

And then I saw it, the director, McG.

It all made sense, it was a movie that went too far and not in the great wonderful pushing the limits kind of way, but in the too friendly afraid to take a serious turn, afraid to take a comedic turn, so rather its best to charge head-long into the realm of mediocrity kind of way.

Every point that the story could turn into something great, every little part where a a spurt of blood could be real gore, every place where it could have been hysterical...it seems like the director backed off.

He took a turn out of fear and the result was...meh. Only "MEH" in all caps.

Its a shame, it could have been a great fun Halloween Guilty Pleasure. It could have been a cheap Scream, an expensive Evil Dead. Instead its just...meh.

And what is worse, its Meh for lack of will.