For something that generally separates itself from the post-PT horror crowd with its inspired amusement park exploration, its a shame that this inevitably falls to those depths with the third act. Although I will say this apes the formula somewhat better than others thanks to its mercifully short runtime even if it completely fumbles the thematic resonance that made PT work, exploiting mental illness and its "warping" effects on the mind for shock value rather than generating empathy. It is rather tasteless entertainment but for the five dollars I spent out of morbid curiosity I can't complain too much. It never bored and though the atrocious lead vocal performance grated me to no end, none of it overtly offended my paper thin standards for modern psychological horror.