This might be the most amateurish film I've ever seen. An utterly silly home-video-shot idea—I can't even call it a story, it's just an idea—about a realtor who suddenly gets transported without explanation to an empty house (in Amityville, natch) and keeps getting transported back inside it every time he tries to leave.

The remarkable thing about this is they don't seem to have even tried to find someone who could act. The man playing the realtor seems to have been instructed to wander around the house improvising his responses to the situation. He says aloud everything he would have thought, talk to nobody in particular, and emoting, while double-exposures of "creepy" things (tentacles, a man in a hood) occasionally appear in the frame for a second, without explanation, before disappearing again. Occasionally it cuts to people who can't even pretend to be newscasters trying to act like newscasters, reporting on "creepy" unexplained disappearances in Amityville. Other times, the realtor is seen suddenly looking at his phone, seeing a previous scene replayed, and saying aloud to nobody but the viewers, "Who is filming me? How could they have filmed this?"

This honestly seems like an eigth grader made it. I wrote stories like this in junior high, too. It probably stars his dad. It's almost worth seeing just to see what the absolute bottom of the filmmaking barrel looks like. As the great Rip Torn once said, "He’s hit bottom and broke through to another bottom I know nothing about."