One day when coming home, a man (Laurence Skorniak) finds his house and
neighbourhood gone a bit weird: There are no more kids paying around,
radio, TV and telephone aren't working, and everywhere in the house, there
are framed photographs of a woman he doesn't know. It gets weirder the next
morning when it refuses to get bright, and wehn the man wants to drive to
the gas station, he just ends up at his house again, as if he was going in
circles. Finally, the man meets a priest (Danny Burke), the first person
he sees in hours, and asks him in. The priest remains perfectly calm about
everything, tells him it's only one in the morning (so it's not supposed
to be bright) instead of seven, and blames everything on the man's
alcoholism. Then he hands him the current newspaper, which says the man
has died in a carcrash caused by his drunk-driving the other day, and has
killed a young student, too - the girl on the pictures in his house -, and
now he's in hell. Then the priest leaves, but not before letting the
paramedics in ... the paramedics who carry tools that are used for
torturing rather than healing ... Twilight
Zone-like featurette that features an ok eerie story but is a
bit too blunt in it's don't drink and drive-message, and lead
Laurence Skorniak hams it up a bit too much, but then again, at less
than 40 minutes, the film is short enough to not outstay its welcome and
remain entertaining despite its flaws.
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