DREAM EATER (2025)

Studio:   The Horror Section
Director: Jay Drakulic, Mallory Drumm, Alex Lee Williams
Writer:   Jay Drakulic, Mallory Drumm, Alex Lee Williams
Producer: Jay Drakulic, Mallory Drumm, Alex Lee Williams, Thomas Chambers
Stars:    Mallory Drumm, Alex Lee Williams, David Richard, Robin Akimbo, Dainty Smith, Jay Drakulic, Brittany Hayward, Sade Green, Kelly Williams

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Summary:

A woman’s video recordings document her boyfriend’s frightening sleepwalking episodes, gradually exposing a dark history linked to an ancient demon.


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A major challenge facing “found footage” beyond the year 2025 is that the formula is so familiar to everyone by now, the storytelling must be executed almost perfectly on a structural level for the fiction to melt into the format. Viewers seeking immersion will always ask questions like, “why are they still recording this?” The person positioning the camera has to consider things such as, “does it make sense for someone to put this here?” If producers too closely mirror the movies that made big splashes in the subgenre, without accounting for how “found footage” has been trampled into the ground in the 25+ years since “The Blair Witch Project,” they’re liable to mimic common mistakes made when a film simply settles for going through basic horror movie motions.

Mimicking common “found footage” mistakes by merely going through the motions is the curse afflicting “Dream Eater,” a derivative horror film formed from mostly uneventful videos that a worried woman, Mallory, records of her boyfriend Alex’s sleepwalking episodes. Following a concerning incident where Alex’s chronic parasomnia results in him badly bleeding while rambling about an unseen entity in the house, the couple agrees a getaway might do them some good.

Mallory and Alex’s 10-day trip coincides with Alex’s upcoming birthday. And what better place is there for a nightmare-plagued pair to holiday in a horror movie than by booking a remote cabin in snowy woods? And what better ways are there to unwind and celebrate than by chopping firewood, shoveling the walkway, taking video calls with medical professionals, and listening to a random record found in the rental? Did Mallory and Alex have nothing planned for what they’d do once they got to the cabin? What kind of romantic vacation is this?

Per doctor’s orders, Mallory has instructions to regularly record Alex in hopes of catching his sleepwalking experiences on video. This is how “Dream Eater” explains why Mallory’s camera is usually on. The movie then gives Mallory a background in documentary filmmaking, which explains why she’s so much better than an average haunted asylum investigator at keeping objects in frame and holding her camera steady.

It doesn’t explain how Mallory also has an uncanny knack for finding optimal angles by happenstance, like when Alex’s first onscreen episode of somnambulism shows him in the dead center of the screen, perfectly shadowed in silhouette by the light of a doorway surrounding him equally on all sides. It ends up being a distraction that so few shots are canted or out of focus. Maybe Mallory is just that good at dropping her camera right where it needs to be?

Since “found footage” is too often dogged by blurry, jittery, or poorly lit imagery, “Dream Eater” can be pardoned for applying so much polish that it looks too clean for what’s supposed to be an off-the-cuff effort. Just as often, “found footage” can have trouble with actors improvising lines based on a rough outline and sounding unprepared as a result. “Dream Eater” has the opposite issue of its script being too rehearsed, making it difficult for its two underexperienced leads to find forgiveness for reciting memorized lines on cue instead of seeming like they’re engaged in natural interactions.

That problem of robotic conversations gets compounded by baking awkward exposition into dialogue. In an early scene, Mallory says, “Look, this year’s been tough on the both of us. We need this trip, Alex. And we have savings we can pull from if needed. Plus, the doctor said some time away might be good for you.” Why does she speak like Alex just woke from a coma and has no knowledge of what’s been going on in his own life?

Not that anyone would blame Mallory for treating her boyfriend like a tool. He behaves like one every chance he gets, either by being dismissive about his girlfriend’s career goals or overreacting to any innocuous suggestion.

Mallory has clearly made her concern for Alex more of a priority than he has. Every offer of help is met with condescending rejection. Alex even downplays his condition as no big deal, even though he’s still wearing a bandage on his arm after an experience where he woke in puddles of blood and urine. Mallory had to call 911, presumably involving police or EMTs, yet he remains dickishly insistent that nothing is wrong like he’s a moody teenager dealing with an overbearing mom.

After nearly losing his hand in a garbage disposal while sleepwalking, maybe it’s a bad idea on both of their parts for Alex and Mallory to immediately drink a glass of fireside wine. Then again, maybe the two of them can finally take a break from performing repairs on their Airbnb for a tender moment Alex won’t spoil with a crass comment about whatever way he currently wishes to sexually defile Mallory. Nope, even then, Alex can’t resist describing how he would “stump” Mallory if he had cut off his hand. Part of “Dream Eater’s” plot involves Alex showing signs of demonic possession, except he’s an unpleasant personality to begin with, so how can Mallory tell if he’s more of an a-hole now?

Using rotted wood that includes a deadly anniversary date, an ancient entity, a cult, and timely explanations from an expert who can detail everything, “Dream Eater” lights a big bonfire of horror cliches. Pointless timestamps denote each new log’s lumping on the pile. It’s 7:14am. Now 12:22pm. 11:52pm. 8:47am. What’s the intention behind this?

It's hard to appreciate a movie that doesn’t appear to fully respect its own fiction. Filmmakers are never as clever as they think when they brand an in-movie street or business after Craven, Romero, or whomever. Presumably paying homage to Lovecraft, “Dream Eater” names one of its doctor characters Armitage. Another has the name Snape. Unless someone is going to explicitly say, “Isn’t it strange how our doctor has the same weird name as a Harry Potter professor,” maybe it’s not worth the joke to actively take a viewer out of the movie. When that same movie also has an “Unsolved Mysteries” clone called “Unresolved Mysteries,” an impression forms that people got too carefree with cheekiness for their movie’s own good.

Filling the marketing function of his role as an executive producer on the project, Eli Roth said, “I believe ‘Dream Eater’ will be the scariest film of the year and truly has the potential to break out to be the next ‘Paranormal Activity’ or ‘The Blair Witch Project.’” There’s a much better chance of this hyperbolic hucksterism cooking Roth’s credibility, as “Dream Eater” doesn’t demonstrate the scariness or the skills to break out of a wet paper bag.

Review Score: 30