Cold Creek Manor
USA 2003. Director: Mike Figgs
Cast: Dennis Quaid, Sharon Stone, Stephen Dorff, Juliette Lewis

A New York couple buys a big house full of junk in the country, but previous owner Stephen Dorff doesn't approve. He decides to make their life a hell, letting lose poisoned snakes all over the house and killing their daughter's horse. It's supposed to be a thriller, not a haunted house horror movie like they want you to believe in the trailer, but the dialogue is too stilted and the acting too bad all over and you quickly lose interest in the plot and then there's about an hour left to endure. Sharon Stone overacts so terrifyingly that you don't know whether to laugh or to cry (I don't understand this woman, she can act but rarely show it) and just when you think it can't get any worse, then comes the sight of Dennis Quaid acting drunk. Thank God then for Christopher Plummer, playing the deranged father of psycho Dorff. He is wonderful in his two scenes, lying in bed sick and old, munching chocolate cherries and raving about all kinds of weird shit. The rest is forgettable.