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Studio:       Warner Bros. Pictures
Director:    Chris Lofing, Travis Cluff
Writer:       Chris Lofing, Travis Cluff
Producer:  Jason Blum, Guymon Casady, Dean Schnider, Benjamin Forkner, Chris Lofing, Travis Cluff
Stars:     Reese Mishler, Pfeifer Brown, Ryan Shoos, Cassidy Gifford

Review Score:


Four students find themselves trapped in a haunted high school on the anniversary of a tragic death during a school play.



Poor Charlie Grimille.  The wide-smiling student was simply supposed to play a masked executioner in a high school stage production of “The Gallows.”  But when the lead actor called in sick, understudy Charlie stepped into the spotlight and onto the hangman’s platform, where a prop malfunction resulted in Charlie’s spine snapping before a horrified audience of parents and peers.

It’s a colossally poor idea to use an actual neck noose and a functioning trapdoor instead of a safety harness or a breakaway cord.  Teenage stagehands can be somewhat forgiven for being dimwit set carpenters, but whatever supervising drama teacher signed off on that blueprint hopefully went to prison.

An even worse idea is commemorating the tragedy by staging the play’s revival on the 20th anniversary of Charlie’s awful death.  That’s what happens when athlete turned amateur actor Reese takes on the same role to hopefully impress persistently perky good girl Pfeifer.  Luckily for Reese, he has his former football teammate and all-around arrogant jock friend Ryan to give him grief over the career path switcheroo, with snarky cheerleader girlfriend Cassidy arm-in-arm at Ryan’s side.

On some sort of assignment from current drama instructor Mr. Schwendiman, Ryan is tasked with recording rehearsals as well as behind-the-scenes B-roll seemingly out of boredom.  A light bulb goes off that one way to alleviate that boredom, and be a typically dickish movie teen to boot, would be to sneak into the school and trash the stage.  Ryan convinces Reese to join him, Cassidy tags along, and Pfeifer shows up too when the vandalism plan goes up in smoke and a paranormal presence locks the foursome inside for a night of terrifying torment.

The opening scene of “The Gallows” is a fitting illustration of how “found footage” can evoke effective frights when its employment makes sense and a first-person feeling enhances the staging.  An audience member’s camcorder captures Charlie’s hanging from enough of a slightly blurry distance that the ensuing commotion bears an authentic atmosphere of home video horror.  The static wide shot of a school stage with its ominous gallows set to the right telegraphs the outcome from the outset.  Even knowing full well what’s in store, the anticipation of that eventuality leads directly into a jolt when it finally pays out.

That’s the funny thing about the scares in “The Gallows,” all of which are of the “quiet… quiet… boom!” variety.  The framing of each “gotcha!” ghost grab is laid out in the open, obvious even to blind eyes, and the movie wants it this way.  Like an animal staring into a steel trap and stepping into it anyway, the spring trips just far enough away from the expected timing to give way to goosebumps.  It’s cheap and it’s contrived, but it somehow works every time, almost in spite of itself.

True to that technique, much of “The Gallows” is lacking in real substance.  Oddly though, the movie gets by on just enough effective exploitation of simple scare tactics to make a hesitant thumb waver slightly above the middle.

There are typical tropes like creepy dolls, randomly placed wheelchairs, and a static-filled television added to artificially amplify the spook factor.  Yet forgivingly, about the only way I’ll accept a tube TV displaying static in the post-digital broadcast transition era is during a scene set in a public school, notorious graveyards for housing outmoded technical equipment.

Similar clemency applies to the film’s cast of clichéd teenage stereotypes.  They may be as rote as the predictable plot points, yet they are believably portrayed by actors who look like actual high school students and familiar friends, not 90210 headshots failing to pass for ten years younger.

The usual rules of “found footage” moviegoing apply here.  I.e. if you’ve already buried the format’s coffin, “The Gallows” will only engrave the tombstone.  The film should probably be faulted for arriving at least ten years past its primetime window.  It’s a harder argument to make that “The Gallows” doesn’t hit its intended mark of passable popcorn horror for an audience uninterested in elaborate plots or intricate artistry for a Friday night date.

This is nothing more and nothing less than a by-the-book handicam spookshow.  But a baseline approach doesn’t dismiss an enthusiastic cast and a smartly-staged camera combining for simple, to-the-point horror entertainment.

Implausible and at times illogical, “The Gallows” is no more so of either than most films of its ilk.  Running swiftly in the neighborhood of 75-ish minutes, the film never has time to truly test too much tired patience with the “found footage” formula.  Forced to choose amongst any of Blumhouse’s other teen-targeted thrillers like “Ouija” (review here) or “Unfriended” (review here), “The Gallows” has marginally more to offer as a paranormal activity chiller, no matter how slight it might be in the genre’s long run.

Review Score:  60