Clumsy
I think 'clumsy' is the term that best describes this book adaptation. The story is intriguing enough to generate some interest, and there are some decent performances. Fed Astaire is a better actor that he's been given credit for, in my opinion, and he got to show it a bit after hanging up his dancing shoes. But the overall execution - writing, direction, musical score, and some of the technical work - is spotty at best, and it weakens the whole package. In particular, after the first 30 minutes of constant, overbearing ham-fisted musical cues, I wanted desperately to convert the musical director of this flick into a ghost. The director also needed a good beating at the very least; his inability to maintain the proper atmosphere for a horror film with any consistency was a real vibe-killer. At one point my wife said she could not decide if the film was supposed to be taken seriously, or as some kind of subversive comedy. I'm still not sure how to answer.
"What happens to us in the future? Do we become @ssholes or something?"
- Marty McFly