Ghost Ship

The final reel plots a course smack between predictable and sheer idiocy.

A lame script, featuring sorry dialogue and a senseless story, is more likely to provoke laughs than screams from its intended audience.

In a cut-and-paste job more transparent than ectoplasm, Ghost Ship screenwriters Mark Hanlon and John Pogue plunder every notable horror movie from the last 30 years.

A dumb movie with dumb characters doing dumb things and you have to be really dumb not to see where this is going.

Audiences will feel more tricked than treated after sitting through this silly gorefest that wastes the talents of several good actors.

A ticket to tedium, a horror movie so devoid of horror that mouths will open wide in yawns, without a scream to be heard.

The folks at Hollywood's Dark Castle Entertainment are polluting the high seas with this dead-in-the-water combo of The Shining and Titanic.

Do not board Ghost Ship.

It's moody and atmospheric, with a lot of solid performances from the cast.

Three things can be counted on from Warner Bros. and Dark Castle's annual Halloween release: (1) a lot of spiffy special effects; (2) a fair amount of gore; and (3) not one single scare.

B-movies can be better than this.

There is a sense of predictability about the film after the promising start and for all its good intentions it never takes us on board with its mish mash of ghosts, mysticism and spiritual concoction.