 When people think of glorious film-making disasters, the first movie that usually springs to mind is Tommy Wiseau's masterpiece, The Room. You are TAMI PURDLYSAR! But what if I were to tell you there's a film possibly even more disastrous sitting right under your nose and you didn't even know about it? It's got the same name as a video game, but it has no relation to it. I'm of course talking about the evil within. Truth be told, no one knows this movie exists except for one man, a man who told me about it on Patreon at patreon.com. His name is Gregory Coburn. Gregory's a myth roll member, it's the top perk, it's only 30 bucks a month, and with it, you get to make me watch a movie and review it. It's a pretty sweet deal, especially if you like to make me suffer like apparently Gregory does. Before I dive into the glorious train wreck that is the evil within, we have to go back to the beginning, all the way back to 2002 when production started on this film. By the way, the movie came out in 2017. It's a rocky road. This movie was written and directed by Andrew Getty, a trust fund baby with lots of money and lots of time on his hands. It was originally titled The Storyteller and all the thoughts and ideas came from Getty's own mind and his own nightmares. This movie was also largely funded by Getty and his production company, A-Rork Productions. I don't think they made anything else after this. To say this lofty production had some setbacks would be an understatement. It costs roughly five to eight million dollars to create and Getty's wouldn't even be alive to see the final product. Because this unfinished piece of cinema sat on a shelf for 15 full years. Getty's was described by his peers as your classic shut-in. A recluse who was suffering from depression after a messy breakup. This location he bunkered down in would also be the main setting for his feature-length film. Frederick Holler plays a handicapped 30-year-old named Dennis Peterson. I'm going to quote Robert Downey's insensitive character from Tropic Thunder. Never go full retard. This performance is incredibly cringy. Watching this guy artificially stumble through lines comes off as insensitive, borderline insulting to the handicapped community. I digress. This is what we have to work with. Dennis Peterson has a tough life. His parents are both gone. He lives with his douchey brother in an ill-lit room in the house. And he has visions. Often nightmarish creatures show up and scare him. One in particular is a guy that looks an awful lot like Uncle Fester. He's not scary in the slightest, but he's there. He's there. This film doesn't fire up on the wrong foot. It fires up on the wrong feet. We have a 10-minute, unbroken monologue by the lead character as we have an entire buffet table worth of visions through this guy's psyche. He's at the carnival with his dead mom. He's going through weird nightmarish moments. The whole thing is unsettling, but not because it's creepier disturbing, but because it's low budget and clearly hacked together in the editing room. But before I 100% destroy this movie, I want to point out it's easy to tear something down. It's hard to create. I do give props for him at least trying to put his vision onto the screen, even if he really didn't have the skill set, budget or talent to pull it off. After the 10-minute ramblings that sound like they were pulled from the architect and Matrix Reloaded are done, we finally get to the show. Finally get to this main event. Dennis is having an argument with his brother John and his crap girlfriend because there's a mirror placed in the center of the room and Dennis doesn't like it. But John insists, hey, take this rickety ass ugly mirror, keep it in here. You'll grow to like it. Why? Why does he have to have a mirror in his room? Why is it so large and who puts a mirror in the center like that? Anyway, I don't like this mirror and I don't want it in this room. I just, I couldn't even get on board with this idea. But that's the rest of the film. We then follow John around for a while as he goes on a world tour bitch fest where he complains about his brother Dennis over and over. He meets with shrinks, he meets with friends and it's kind of like a woe is me tale about John had to raise this kid and he hates him. Basically, he doesn't like the life that he's been saddled with. But he also feels guilty. We're gonna find out why later. Spoiler, John pushed him down some stairs and that's why Dennis is the way he is. A genius on the inside unfortunately saddled with an improper body to get things done although he kind of does get a lot done as the movie progresses. A bewildering amount, as a matter of fact. As I pointed out, Dennis does suffer from multiple personality disorders. He has a guy living inside him and evil within, you could say. He does his best Michael Jackson man in the mirror conversations for a while. It comes off as very awkward, very just very touch and go there for a while as to if I could even get through this movie. Eventually, during one of these one-on-one conversations, Gollum convinces Smeagol to kill a cute little kitty cat. Get a taste for blood, a taste for the knife. And so he does, multiple times. The next time we see Dennis, he's got a cooler full of him. My wife, bless her heart, tried to watch this with me. She's a teacher and she just couldn't get over the fact that Dennis was left alone for multiple hours in the day. Someone that suffers with Down syndrome or a handicap to the level he does should not be unsupervised. It's just kind of unheard of. Again, his brother's trash for sure, but it seems like the state would step in and see if this guy's mentally fit, which clearly he's not. Anyway, he kills a bunch of critters, picks up some DVDs on taxidermy. It's a typical Tuesday at this point. Oh, and he also has a kill room in the basement. At one point, his brother, John's a little sus about it. He smells stuff. He hears instrumentation, drills, and whatnot going off at all hours of the night. He would think he would check. So he does, like any plausible person would do. He goes down to the door, and that's far enough for John. Hey, but I didn't know you knew how to do anything involving woodwork. John says, you know what? I don't need to go in here. I trust this kid. He's 30. Dennis has a good head on his shoulders. I'm just going to walk away, ignore the smells and the sounds in the middle of the night in a weird way he's acting. We're good. What? No rational person acts this way. On occasion, the production kind of slips up and starts to look good with shadows and lighting placed properly, but for the most part, it's a pretty somber, ugly affair with soap opera-esque lighting all around and definitely acting. The acting is not good. That's sugarcoating it. We're at the point where Dennis is now leveled up. He's got bigger game to hunt, and that comes in the form of children. That's right. Now we've got kids in coolers, and Dennis doesn't even try to cover it up. He walks home many nights covered in blood. Little blood spackled on the shoes, some on the face, some all over his hands. Again, John just kind of laissez-faire about the whole thing. It's remarkable what this handicap guy gets away with. You know what? Whatever dreams you have, you can attain. You can. Dennis is an inspiration to all of us, really. Oh, Dennis. You would love it here. I will give the Killian scenes some credit. They are incredibly comical. My favorite is at a local Chuck E. Cheese rip-off where we have a nice family sit-down accompanied by some of the unintentionally scariest animatronics I've ever seen in my life. Those were all done in-house. And you can tell. Anyway, Dennis excuses himself to go to the bathroom at one point where he goes in, opens a stall, and just ice picks the shit out of a dude. This whole scene lasts five seconds. He then picks up the body, and there's a convenient human-sized window that's a jar. He just throws him out. It's just... washes up quick. And then he's back to his meal. That's fantastic. This is also one of those movies where you have the actress that you just know in the back of your mind. She will get topless at one point or another. And thankfully, Ice Cream Parlor Girl does deliver on the promise. It's not great, though, because she's, uh, dead already. So she comes back as a hallucination of sorts. A zombified version of herself. It's still okay. It's still the highlight of the film. But before you know it, it's over, and we're back to more miserable stuff. The scene where she dies is also fantastic. Our boy Dennis criss-kringles his ass up a vent and clauses his way out. Santa's the shit out of her. I don't even really know how it was humanly possible, let alone for this dude to pull it off. But again, anything's possible, kids. Follow your dreams. Tim Begley's the biggest name in this film. He shows up randomly for one scene. Pete, you gotta call the cops. I don't want to. The end of the film is completely off the rails. The last 15 minutes, I have no idea what's going on. Cops and psychologists and all sorts of walks of life are showing up at the home where Dennis is now running around Kevin McAllister style, picking these people off like they're burglars in an R-rated home alone film. It's awesome. Just as the fun starts, though, it comes to a screeching halt. All momentum is put on hold because we have to go back to John and his fiance now, arguing about Dennis, and then she decides she's gonna live with them. They've patched things up. Everything's going great. She's gonna take off, leave John at the bookstore. They drove there together, but I guess he's just gonna stick around. He'll maybe walk back home if the mood strikes him. Yeah, so she's gonna clearly die in the next scene. And she does. How she dies is great, though. She gets a drill down the center of her skull. It's quite a sight to see. I wouldn't recommend it, though. I think the last five minutes is where all the budget went because we have a genuinely pretty cool sequence where there's different marionettes and a whole stage play going on. Dennis reliving his life events, all the pinnacle moments, and where things are headed. And it's not good for John. It's not good at all. John does what the audience wants to do at this point and swallows a bullet. Dennis is tackled and he winds up happy as a clam in a straight jacket. That's right. Nothing's happy for Dennis. He's gone completely out of his mind and he's locked away in a padded room where he can't hurt anyone ever again. At least, not until the sequel comes out in 17 more years. Well, that's evil within. I want to give a shout out once again to Gregory Coburn and remind you that you too can put me through this hell if you want by becoming a Mithril member on Patreon. Thanks for watching the video. Let me know if you've managed to watch this at some point in the comments below. Like the video if you had some fun and hopefully I'll see you next time. Wow, you even made it after the bumper. This is where I just kind of stand around and wait for you to click on other things and remind you that you can find me on Twitch at twitch.tv where I play games and even record some of these episodes live and you can become a YouTube join member. 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