Seconds Apart (2011) 1 hr 29 mins
This film had such potential! As part of the After Dark Originals, I was excited to see what this contribution had to offer. Unfortunately, the over use of flashbacks drew the movie out to the point where I stopped caring.
Twins Jonah and Seth Trimble lock horns with the persistent Detective Lampkin as he searches for answers to several suicides that occur at the boys’ school. The look-a-like lads (played by real-life twins Edmund and Gary Entin) ride around on dorky looking bikes, sleep in the same bed, and have a creepy quadruple stink-eye. They seem unassuming and dorky, but you soon learn that they are not the nerds you want to mess with. When they hold hands, an evil force is unleashed that makes their victims do their bidding. Top that with weirdo parents, a new girlfriend, and a bizarre but never explained search for a “feeling”, and you have the recipe for an interesting horror.
Alas, it was not to be so! These twins were born 93 seconds apart. I would say that each scene needed to cut the same amount of time. Despite the creepy and convincing performance by the twins and a cool, modern gothic look to the production, I gave this movie a “meh” and one shoulder shrug. Orlando Jones plays the detective. His performance was fine, but the flashbacks that piece his past together were distracting and didn’t really add to the story. I would have loved to see more on the twins as they grew up and all the twisted things that shaped their abilities, as well as the source behind their quest for the “feeling”.
Of course, this is just my humble opinion. At least this movie made it to distribution. And someone is making a living off of these movies, cuz I, for one, am watching them. So kudos to the director Antonio Negret and writer George Richards for trying something original. It’s a premise that definitely caught my eye.
Most Memorable Line: couldn’t really find one.
Weirdest Scene: toss-up between the priest and the guinea worm (weird and mildly gross), and the detective’s visit to the doctor that helped the twins’ mother conceive. His office was in a basement of some medical building and it was just, for lack of a better word, weird.