Finale

Synopsis: A family descends into a vortex of denial and paranoia after the death of the oldest son. Though labeled a suicide, the bizarre circumstances lead the mother, Helen, to believe there are darker forces at work. Black paint was thrown over everything reflective in the son's decrepit Victorian house, an explosive trap set in his bedroom and a woman from his past haunts the cemetery where he lies buried. But when Helen's investigation threatens to ruin the life of her teenage daughter, Kate, and possibly her own sanity, she realizes there is but one escape from this nightmare world - the very route attempted by her dead son. Finale captures mystery, horror and suspense in the colorful visual style of the 1970's Italian gialli.
Genre: Horror, Thriller
 
IMDB:
3.7
NOT RATED
Year:
2009
93 min
6 Views


[Church bell tolling]

[Clock ticking]

It's time.

[People screaming]

Ah.

Let's get out of here.

[People shouting]

Oh, my God.

It's over.

Hey,

I don't hear anything.

Where are the sirens?

[Electronic beeping]

Collect

Sean Michaels.

[Demon roaring]

No!

[Screams]

[Demon shrieks]

[Haunting piano music]

# #

[wind chimes ringing]

Sean?

[Papers rustling]

Where are you?

You left me hanging here.

[Sobbing]

Oh, my baby.

Helen?

Helen?

You were

sleepwalking again.

Why didn't you wake me up

when we got here?

I wanted to let you rest.

But you said.

The kids

have been a big help.

We've got most everything

packed already.

I'm gonna

go check on the kids.

Pete, you want to...

you want to take a break?

I just want to get...

just get it over with.

Are we separating

Grandpa's stuff from Sean's?

That would be nice.

Can I get you

something to drink?

Not right now, Mom.

Thanks, though.

You can, um,

you can stay at home tonight

if you don't want

to drive back to campus.

That's all right.

Why don't we just get rid

of all this...

shit.

[Footsteps]

That's how

I want to remember him,

you know, before he moved

into this house, and...

Katie, I think

that you should know that the...

the coroner

and the police agreed

that it was self-inflicted,

but I...

What'd you expect?

I mean, he was supposed to be

fixing this house up.

And there's black paint

everywhere,

and the mirrors are broken,

and the furniture is...

But there has to be

a better explanation.

He was not suicidal.

Can we just change

the subject?

Sorry.

You haven't talked

to your friends

in a really long time.

When's the last time

you talked to Jeanette?

She tried to relate by talking

to me about her dead cat.

You could try meeting

new kids at school.

How about that?

You know,

you could go to a club.

You could do drama club.

Join the theater.

You know,

Sean loved the theater.

[Tense music]

# #

[sparks crackling]

F*ck, Sean.

Pete?

[Water running]

[Coughs]

[Knock at door]

Are you okay?

Uh, yeah.

I'm... I'm fine.

Just... just a little sick

to my stomach.

Uh, Mom?

Can I talk to you

about something?

Let's talk when you

come out of the bathroom.

Never mind.

We don't have to sell

the house.

I mean, we've always

managed before.

It would've fixed up

real nice,

just the way

Sean wanted it.

[School bell rings]

Tomorrow and tomorrow

and tomorrow,

creeps in this petty pace

from day to day

to the last syllable

of recorded time.

And all our yesterdays

have lighted fools their way

to dusty death.

Out, out, brief candle.

Life is but

a walking shadow.

You know

he's going to get lead.

I wouldn't mind

starring with him.

It is a tale

told by an idiot,

full of sound and fury,

signifying nothing.

Scene.

[Applause]

Whoo!

Kathryn?

[Girls giggling]

Kathryn Michaels?

My name is Kate Michaels,

and I will be doing

a piece that I wrote.

Is that all right?

Proceed.

Dear God,

I heard that you can see

into people's hearts,

and I wonder

what you find,

because everybody I know

wears the same face.

They carve their thoughts

into bite-size pieces

and hack their emotions

down to a manageable size

till their words are dulled

to travel down their tongues.

I would ask you to shatter

their grotesque masks

and let me see

what's within.

But I fear finding nothing,

that my thoughts

would choke them,

and my feelings

crush them,

and my words

slice their tongues.

So you remain quiet,

and I'll pretend

that they' re hiding.

You remain quiet,

and I'll pretend

that you' re there.

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