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Thir13en Ghosts
When Cyrus Kriticos, a very rich collector of unique things dies, he leaves it all to his nephew and his family. All including his house, his fortune, and his malicious collection of ghosts!
8 April 1970, Toronto, Ontario, Canada
7 September 1973, Houston, Texas, USA
30 December 1974, Montreal, Quebec, Canada
18 April 1980, British Columbia, Canada
6 April 1948, Richmond, Virginia, USA
17 December 1968, Montreal, Quebec, Canada
11 June 1990, Burnaby, British Columbia, Canada
9 February 1973
March 19, 2003
Like the huge glass house that serves as its centerpiece, the film is shiny, sterile, bland, vacuous, and completely pointless.
October 26, 2001
A B-grade horror picture seems to be a B-grade horror picture no matter how many studio bucks and digital effects you throw at it.
October 26, 2001
A nicely nasty Halloween treat.
August 05, 2007
There isn't enough dry ice in the world to conceal the rot of stupidity hovering over "13 Ghosts." With Embeth Davidtz and Matthew Lillard both overacting to a lower power in supporting roles, there apparently also aren't enough acting coaches.
August 26, 2010
Brutally violent horror remake is a huge waste.
May 27, 2013
It's junk, too, and while maybe it's not as much fun as the original, neither does it disgrace its parent.
December 06, 2001
The drop-dead fact is, this ornate but eerily unspooky production is designed by Hollywood vampires and powered by demographics.
April 29, 2009
Still entertaining in spite of its number of faults.
October 29, 2001
Beck maintains a satisfyingly high level of heebie-jeebies throughout.
October 26, 2001
Clever one-liners supplant the lack of frights with cackling -- which you might as well do since, by the end of the movie, it's clear that the joke's on you.
March 22, 2002
By any objective accounting, Thirteen Ghosts is exactly a baker's dozen too many -- this is a zero of a film.
February 07, 2014
A more fitting tribute to William Castle would have been to create a horror flick you could sit through without consistently squirming in abject loathing.

