There's nothing better than a film that knows its limits and only lasts around 90 minutes, well, apart from one that last 90 minutes but makes you feel as it you've spent a lifetime reluctantly glued to the screen.

Boogeyman, isn't hideously bad, but it's not great either. Utterly forgettable, it's a poor rip off of Darkness Falls, which was never that great to start with.

The ending is a blatant copy of the scene in the splendid Poltergeist with the vortex in the closet attempting to suck away the boy's bedroom and everything in it while the occupiers desperately cling on to the remaining furniture.

Basically, the plot is this - boy grows up afraid of closets after the one in his bedroom swallowed up his dad when he was a kid. When his mother dies, he must go back to his childhood home, the scene of the incident, to find out whether the Boogeyman in the closet is real or whether he just invented what happened when his dad actually walked out.

Sounds pretty straightforward. Don't be fooled - it's not. Had it stuck to that it could have been a pretty good half hour Twilight Zone episode. But no, lets spend a useless hour time travelling closets that start in a motel room and then end up back in the house, with a missing girl who is a ghost, then again maybe she's not, and a doll that looks strikingly like the Boogeyman. Sam Raimi, hang your head in shame!

Sarah Harker