Review# 252: One Missed Call (US, 2008)
Ugh, whatta piece of crap. What started off as a lame haunted slasher movie turned into a bunch of stuff I stopped paying attention to. I tried. I mean, there were little girls dying and hidden teddy bear cameras and stuff, but I didn’t really get it. I’m sure the Japanese version was more entertaining. The film has, however, introduced another phrase into the catalog of inane crap I repeat over and over: “That’s not my ringtone!”