Ghost Hunters Clown Around in Scary Hell House LLC Origins: The Carmichael Manor

As a low-budget, streaming-exclusive horror series that has had more bold ideas than actual expertise to pull them off, Hell House LLC has continually seemed to misunderstand what worked about the film that acted as an unsuspecting franchise-starter back in 2015. Its sequels would go on to laboriously investigate the preposterous biblical lore of the haunted Abaddon Hotel—lest we forget the third film featured the subtitle “Lake of Fire,” the reveal that an angel had been sent down from above to stave off evil, and a hilariously cheap, Christian propaganda-like poster. But the original Hell House LLC found success in its reliable found-footage approach and simple premise: What if some friends put together a haunted house attraction in an actual haunted house and got Punk’d by some ghosts that moved their spooky clown mannequins around?
The series hasn’t reached those straightforward heights since, as writer/director Stephen Cognetti seemed content to allow the movies to wallow in low-rent, straight-to-video oblivion. Given his apparent insistence on this being a viable franchise, it perhaps shouldn’t come as much of a surprise that, despite his claim that Hell House was a trilogy, he’s returned with a fourth entry that’s title does little to uphold any notion that he may have learned from previous mistakes: Hell House LLC Origins: The Carmichael Manor.
The title itself continues Cognetti’s insistence on unraveling some grand history of this franchise. We not only have the promise (threat?) offered by the Origins moniker, but right from the jump we’re given a name we have yet to hear throughout these movies, assuring viewers that no matter how overly elaborate we may think the series has been up to this point, Cognetti’s perplexing imagination knows no bounds.
The biggest shock that Hell House LLC Origins: The Carmichael Manor has to offer, then, is its back-to-basics approach to the material. Rest assured, it follows through on its premise and spends plenty of its runtime further complicating the mechanics of a world that doesn’t need it, but it does so within the confines of a playful, surprisingly sturdy haunted house found-footage movie, with story beats that extrapolate so far away from the original Hell House as to become merely tangentially related—and therefore able to veer off into their own, effectively eerie directions.