This was nothing but a low rent Carrie remake with a hint of the Cinderella fairy tale thrown in. There really isn't anything good I can say about this. I only gave it a two because it killed an hour on a Saturday night. Not bad if you want to make a drinking game out of finding all the continuity errors.

Every one of the characters and the actors were annoying. The "effects," what there were of them, couldn't have been worse if they were hand drawn and animated by a three year old with a crayon. The flashbacks were annoying and made no sense whatsoever. The opening sequence had zero bearing on the rest of the movie at all.

Oh good.... Minimum character limit met. Thank God, because I could not talk about this trainwreck any longer.

Directed by Louisa Warren and written by Harry Boxley, Cinderella's Curse starts with a woman named Phil (Sarah T. Cohen) asking her husband Jacob (Sam Byrne) not to kill her. He opens a book that he has taken from her, as the pages animate into existence, and Terrortures show up to serve him. This leads us to Cinderella (Kelly Rian Sanson), who serves as a slave to her stepmother Lady Dyer (Danielle Scott) and stepsisters Ingrid (Lauren Budd) and Hannah (Natasha Tosini).

This stepfamily is somehow worse than the fairy tales that inspired this movie, as they torture and kill another maid, Anja (Helen Fullerton), and force Cinderella to bury the body. She soon finds the magic book and uses it to bring her fairy godmother (Chrissie Wunna) to her, but again, unlike what Disney or any other storyteller would do with this tale, she has no flesh and her offer of help comes with a price.

The creators of this movie have told fairy tales before -- Tooth Fairy, Return of Punch and Judy, Jack and Jill 3 -- and that may be because they're shocking in the way the same company's Winnie the Pooh slashers are -- Warren acted in one of those -- and also material you don't need to pay to film.

The biggest difference in this story is that the stepsisters have been in a throuple with Prince Levin (Sam Barrett) and they are luring Cinderella to the dance to torture and kill her. But this movie decides to rip off Carrie along the way and those glass slippers get used as weapons.

This is trash but you know, sometimes that can be enjoyable. I'm sure the filmmakers want you to know that these fairy tales started off quite bloody, but then again, they didn't have wanna-be cenobites in them.

Apparently the makers of this production meant to come up with an original and (very!) unconventional approach to the well-known Cinderella fairytale: turning it into a supernatural slasher-/horror story. Now these old fairytales originally weren't as sweet and Disney'ish as the 20th century has re-invented them, but here they really went totally overboard: this version is nothing but one big blood-soaked gore-pademonium! It's a Cinderella drowning in a hotchpotch of Hellraiser, Wishmaster and Evil Dead, all in one.

Even in the introductory scenes the violence of the terrifying stepmother and her evil daughters is of Saw-like proportions. But when, after the pivotal ball at the palace, Cinderella shifts into her revenge-mode, all fuses are blown and a hysterical killing-spree starts among all the guests, turning the party into a chaotic frenzy of screaming victims who are stabbed, amputated, torn to shreds and devoured one by one by Cinderella-turned-demon and her Cenobite-like helpers, amidst never ceasing fountains of blood. The VFX- and make-up people probably have had a real ball, but at home I watched in disbelief.

Okay, the acting was reasonable, Kelly Rian Sanson is pretty, Danielle Scott makes a fearsome stepmother, and sleek prince Sam Barrett was at least allowed to show some impressive skin. But that was all. Maybe, just maybe, it could have worked, when they had made it into some kind of comedy, but alas, not one laugh to lighten up the day. What remained is the overblown result of a writer's crazy fantasy, executed even more crazy. It's not even camp, just bad. Avoid!