After having watched, " Frozen ", I was almost hesitant to sit through another minimal location/minimal casting/minimal title thriller... but I'm glad I did. Paul wakes up to find himself buried alive in a coffin.  All he has is a Zippo lighter, and a Blackberry phone. As time and air runs out, he maintain his sanity, and deal with the demands of those that placed him there... otherwise the coffin will be his final resting place...

Sometimes all you want at the end of a long work week is 90 minutes of entertainment and, in the case of a fright flick, scares. Then along comes a movie that gives you all that and more. Cue Apartment 143. A team of parapsychologists try to figure out a strange phenomenon occurring in an apartment building. Sounds simple right? Well, it is and it isn't. And that's what makes Apartment 143 so fucking good. First off, the hand of Rodrigo Cortes -- he who wrote and directed the brilliant Buried -- is all over this movie. He's the writer/producer/editor here and it shows. This is a film that transcends the found-footage genre while playing within it. Sure, there's scares. But there's a surprisingly effective hit of drama as well. Not annoying drama, but a layer of brains and pathos you don't usually get in a movie like this. Case in point, Kai Lennox deserves an Oscar for his performance. He has a scene where his distraught father character just unloads a ...