Two estranged sisters are forced to rob a bank in order to save their brother. The heist begins smoothly, but dread ensues when the defiant bank manager sends them to a basement-level vault in the old part of the bank…down there something real bad happened once. Now, something truly evil lives there.
Oh man. This is my kinda movie. The cast is great. The suspense is killer. And the supernatural element? Wicked.
And Franco in that 70s burns and stache? 🔥
But I digress.
I don’t care what critics say—or those whiny movie viewers that go to every single movie with their own quasi-“this-is-how-a-film-should-be-made” expectations, and always come away disappointed, because it’s part of who they are as whiny movie viewers. Don’t listen to them. They’ve forgotten what it means to be entertained.
The Vault rocks. I loved it. It’s scary. Watch it. ‘Nuff said.
You know I usually love foreign posters of American films better than American ones, so…