Okay, let me correct some bits of misinformation here.
1.) This movie is not a psychological horror film.
2.) it is not a ghost story.
3.) If you liked Ghost and The Sixth Sense, you still won't like this movie.
The story is like an after-school special on the dangers of alcoholism, but without the charm.
The movie starts out slowly, but quickly reduces its pace to make sure that a retarded chimp could follow the "action", which involves a whole lot of locked down camera shots of people talking, but not really to each other.
The characters are completely one-dimensional. You just don't care about any of them. The acting is low-key, which I don't think is the fault of the actors as much as the direction ("Okay, take that again, but with less expression please, and could you slow it down a little?").
And there are entire scenes with no dialogue. None. The first time I saw it, I thought it was some risky sort of artistic choice that didn't work, but when I saw it the second and third times, I realized that this was actually a technical mistake where somebody forgot to dub the dialogue in to these scenes. It may have been a technical issue, or it may have been an incompetence issue, but really you'd think that somebody would have actually watched the movie through before sending off the master to the duplication house. Those are some pretty huge mistakes to miss.
(Much like shooting a movie with a film camera that jumps the gate periodically-- like this crappy little movie called "The Ressurectionist", except that the director thought it was an "artistic choice".)
Okay, really there was a moment in the movie where they could have taken it in a couple of different directions and redeemed it, turned it into something worth seeing. Unfortunately, it just got worse.
(Pretentious crap warning!)
Tosca shot the movie on film rather than digital video because she wanted the visual texture to match the story's intense psychological tapestry.
I've eaten Jell-O with more intensity than this movie. I've had gas with more intensity than this movie. I've watched laundry with more intensity than this movie.
Pass, baby, pass.