This horror film about inert wax dummies who look like dead people stars ... Paris Hilton. Ahem. Be that as it may, there is something queasily efficient and effective about this nasty teen shocker, very loosely based on the 1953 Vincent Price original.

Pertly blonde Paris is one of a bunch of unfeasibly attractive young people on a road-trip who get sidetracked into a weird small town dominated by its creaky old tourist attraction: the House of Wax, which holds a yucky secret. The town itself and its art-deco buildings have patently been constructed for the movie and plonked down in the middle of a desolate swampy landscape which gives the proceedings a semi-intentional kind of surrealism.

Paris herself is not obviously worse at acting than anyone else, but she's wisely kept offscreen for most of the time.