Damian McCarthy's third feature leans hard into its own joke. Ohm Bauman (Adam Scott) — a grumpy American novelist who thinks the paranormal is, well, hokum — retreats to a remote Irish hotel to scatter his parents' ashes and promptly gets very haunted indeed.
McCarthy has real tools. Scott is all frayed nerves and bad temper, but the women around him are more interesting — shifting between comfort, menace, forgiveness and revenge. It's not their story, more's the pity.
The cinematography flashes genuine promise. One shot quietly unlocks what the film could be about: thresholds, circles, folklore's borders. Then a jump scare barges in and the moment evaporates. That's Hokum: it finds something strange, then drops it for a jolt — the script barely scratching the surface of Irish and Celtic folklore.
A well-made haunted hotel yarn that can't quite commit to the film it glimpses in the mirror.
Like most modern horror films this isn't very good at all and it was a real test of endurance to make it to the end. It's an unpleasant film with a poor script, a daft premise and predictable scares .A lot of scenes are quite dark and it feels disjointed and wasn't at all engrossing .I don't know why the " Parks and Recreation " actor in it would want to be in dirge like this.