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While it's arguable that their performances aren't quite Oscar-caliber, charge players in "The Boy" nonetheless merit kudos of some kind mainly for maintaining straight faces while muddling all through the absurdities of this tepid horror opus. Inspite of the assiduous grinding of plot mechanics by William Brent Bell ("The Devil Inside") and scripter Stacey Menear, film production company never fully distracts its audience within the inherent silliness of premise - an adolescent woman is hired by an elderly couple to get a nanny for every life-sized doll - and, because of this, is likely to be to elicit laughs and rude remarks rather than screams and rooting interest. Still, an excellent opening-weekend gross is very possible, given the latest insufficient similar product from your megaplex marketplace.

Lauren Cohan of TV's "The Walking Dead" stars as Greta, a us who opts to get distant from an abusive boyfriend by traveling all the way to a distant corner from the British countryside. She winds up in a Gothic manor home near an isolated village, to interview in order that she thinks would be the job of caring for an 8-year-old boy.

The superb news: She lands the gig. Unhealthy news: Her aged employees, Mr. and Mrs. Heelshire (Jim Norton, Diana Hardcastle), want her to look at over Brahms, a life-sized china doll they treat being son. The worse news: The Heelshires quickly depart for a extended vacation, leaving Greta alone with Brahms in a old dark house where things go bump in the night, items inexplicably disappear and/or relocate, and sporadic dream-sequence fakeouts provide low-voltage shocks.

Rupert Evans - who, in more when comparing a few shots here, looks as if can pass for Brad Pitt's younger brother - pops up occasionally as Malcom, a hunky deliveryman who divides his time passed between flirting with Greta and telling her regarding the "real" Brahms, an 8-year-old youngster who reportedly perished in a house fire 20 years earlier. (The still-grieving Heelshires, he adds, have treasured the doll for the stand-in with regards to their lost son through the time. ) But it's not until Greta shares her suspicions that Brahms' ghost may be haunting your own home, and possessing the doll, that Malcom tells the rest of the story: Brahms wasn't exactly a little angel when he was effective at life. Wonderful spirit in all likelihood isn't blithe.

To make available credit where its due: Bell, devoid of any bit of help from lenser Daniel Pearl and production designer John Willett, generates some palpable suspense during atmospheric sequences where Greta explores the inlets of Heelshire manor. And editor Brian Berdan deserves praise for seamlessly interlacing scenes actually shot in two different houses and various studio sets.

But there is just a great deal you can apply to counterbalance the laugh-out-loud daftness of scenes that require Cohan run the gamut from cynical to fearful to maternal while acting opposite her china-doll co-star. (Not that it's Cohan's fault - she overplays once in a while, but provides movie much more than it ever gives her. ) And yes it doesn't help much which a ridiculous third-act plot twist is capped off with the anticlimactic finale. Boy, discuss a surefire means of guaranteeing bad person to person.

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