“Profanity is now very profane when it’s used habitually.” That non sequitur, spoken by a ghoul, is what passes for wit in “Room 6,” a horror-flick horror with more unintentional than intentional humor. Indeed, this embarrassing supernatural thriller from director/co-writer Michael Hurst (“New Blood”) is a potential camp classic whose bypassing theatrical for DVD release is understandable.
Making kissy-face at an intersection, Amy (Christine Taylor) and fiancee Nick (Shane Brolly) plow into a vehicle driven by Lucas (Jerry O’Connell). An ambulance whisks off the injured parties (Lucas’ sister and Nick), but later Amy can’t find her beau at any local hospital. She begins experiencing visions of zombie-like grotesques; meanwhile we see Nick held captive by mean sexy nurses who take excessive blood draws from waning patients. Finally Amy enters the phantom hospice (burnt down years earlier) and discovers a truth that won’t surprise anyone who saw “The Sixth Sense.” A likeable comedienne (“The Brady Bunch Movie,” “Dodgeball”), Taylor unfortunately still comes off as a ditz here, making her panicked histrionics laughable. Pic constantly violates its own feeble fantasy logic for silly shock effects; tech aspects are OK.