Thanks to the utter brilliance of writer/director and possible heir apparent to Steven Speilberg Tommy Wiseau, I can never see actor Greg Sestero as any character other than Mark, and I subconsciously say "oh hi Mark" when he pops up. Infrared, which Sestero also produced, really could use some Wiseau magic. As found footage "ghost hunters in an abandoned location" films go, this one is no better or worse than most. That isn't saying much. The cast is capable and tries but you can only do so much with what they've been given to work with here. It tries to literally check all the found footage cliche boxes and mostly does. It's watchable but far from memorable.