The Haunting

Reviewed by: Jack Vincennes

January 5, 2000

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I used to have a theory about public service. To guarantee that the 535 representatives on Capitol Hill were truly serving the public good, I thought that every other year, they should pull a name out of a hat, and whichever representative or senator came up, he or she would be summarily executed. I was young and foolish when I crafted this theory.

There is really little to add to Ace's damning review of "The Haunting". But after I saw this video, my theory was revived in my mind, with the locale changed to Hollywood. I had my fingers crossed as they pulled a name out of a box in front of Mann's Chinese theatre, and Jack Valenti announced that screenwriter David Self would be hung at 12:00 am.

This is the worst mega-budget monstrosity I've ever seen (and yes, I realized I was extremist on "The General's Daughter" a while back, but I was hasty: "The Haunting" is a much worse film). How bad? Shortly after release, Liam Neeson told some magazine that "The Phantom Menace" was his last film (he recanted shortly thereafter). I'm guessing it had nothing to do with "The Phantom Menace."

This is a film that a studio should apologize for.

This is a film that makes me think that Alec Baldwin was lying when I heard him tell Charlie Rose that when a film doesn't work out, "it's not like we planned to make an awful picture."

"The Haunting" is made more wretched because it is purports to be a remake of an excellent supernatural/psychological thriller. In actuality, the two films have little in common save the title.

You almost have to see it to truly appreciate how bad it really is.

Almost.

On the plus side, Catherine Zeta-Jones is in skimpy clothing most of the film.