So far I've been rather nice to every movie I've reviewed on here, so I guess that means it's time to hate a movie. Fingerprints is a movie I found on Netflix and it had an interesting premise: a teenage girl fresh out of drug rehab moves to a new town to find a strange superstition. The superstition is that, because of a bus crash 50 years previously that killed a group of children, if you stop your car on the railroad tracks and put it in neutral the children will push the car forward and off the tracks. Naturally, the girl must investigate and soon finds the whole story wrapped up in a conspiracy for the entire town and nothing is as it seems.
Unfortunately for this movie it falls flat on it's face. After a decent start establishing all the archetypal horror movie characters: the good girl, the bad girl, the jock, and the nice guy, Fingerprints only goes downhill. about 30 minutes into the movie it turns into a poor excuse for a slasher and I began to think that this movie would fall into the trap of mediocrity. But it didn't. This movie got worse by the minute with overbearing and crazy parents, predictable pop-out scares, pathetically stupid police officers, the occasional run-of-the-mill murder, and a laughable villain.
Fingerprints just gets worse and worse the farther into it you get, my suggestion is to watch the first 25 minutes then go do something else and pretend the rest of the movie was good.
3/10
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