Really, “After Midnight” is the sort of thing you’d let slide to the bottom of your Netflix queue until one bored Friday or Saturday night. Within the first 20 minutes or so, your instincts prove to be true as this 3-part anthology has little to offer that its predecessors haven’t already done in much bigger and bolder fashion. That’s not to say that this film is completely worthless or without merit. There are some over-the-top, silly moments that — whether intentionally or not — will elicit a chuckle from anyone in the right mindset. It also boasts a pretty solid cast of “Hey, I know that guy!” and “Oh, that’s the voice of Bobby Hill!” It’s just so unfortunate that most of the 90 minutes spent on this film are devoid of any legitimate scares or creativity. Much like a drunken midnight snack, it comes and goes and leaves little to remember in its wake.
The first story, “The Old Dark House,” focuses on a couple who find themselves stranded and seeking shelter in, well, an old dark house. Not much happens in this story until its hilariously stupid yet unforgettable conclusion. Nothing worth losing your head over, though. Next up, “A Night on the Town” finds a group of girls who just wanna have fun but instead have an unfortunate run-in with a crazy hobo and his three vicious dogs. The meatier of the three stories, this one doesn’t do much to capitalize on its tense set-up. Its setting is creepy and all, but there’s little else of interest here, though genres fans will enjoy spotting Penelope Sudrow of “A Nightmare on Elm Street 3: The Dream Warriors” and Judie Aronson of “Friday the 13th Pt. IV: The Final Chapter” in the pack. Finally, “All Night Messenger,” a would- be tense game of cat and mouse between a phone operator (Marg Helgenberger) and some creep making threatening phone calls. This one almost hits the spot, but is undermined by sharing the identity of the stalker with the audience too early and too often. It also ends right when it starts getting good.
The three stories are surrounded by a wrap-around that, bad as it might be, feels a little more fleshed out than the rest. A nutty professor (Ramy Zada) teaches his students about the meaning of fear (or something). Even though their teacher reveals himself to be a bit suspect early on, the students seem fit to follow him home regardless. This of course culminates in a truly bizarre finale that begs a rewind.
