The only paranormal thing about it is its stupidity

Rating: 1/10 (12 March 2013)

Two obnoxious American imbeciles move into a house where the retarded boyfriend attempts to document the haunting taking place there. This haunting is particular, in that it is not a house that is being haunted, but the girl herself. Apparently, the ghost "wants her."
Nothing happens in this ridiculous movie except for a few doors closing and lights turning on and off. Meanwhile, we are subjected to the lowest common denominator of American public school products, namely these two buffoons. Their main mode of communication consists of pithy catchphrases like, "Get over it!" and "Whatever!" When they're serious about something, they'll insert some more profanity to make it clear they mean business now. When the ghost starts acting up a bit too much by knocking on doors, the dunce that is the boyfriend has had it. "I'm taking care of this right EFFEN now!" he bellows, and the peasants shudder. At one point he actually grunts in frustration. An actual grunt! It's amazing to think human language has been developing for thousands of years, only to see these two twits condense down to "ughghhggh."
One interesting thing, though, is that the boyfriend and the ghost seem to both share an affinity for fat-legged war pigs with rapidly disappearing jaw lines. Who casted this woman? Who wants to stare at her walking around in a baggy t-shirt and men's boxers for an hour and a half? I couldn't even distract myself by trying to find where her thigh ended and knee began.
This movie was a pathetic joke, just another drop in the manure bucket that is the "reality" scourge.