dir. Paul Serafini
Terrible title, terrible movie. Annabelle Hooper follows the eponymous heroine, who embodies a weird synthesis of Harriet the Spy with the Scooby Doo gang. She and her friends – all of whom quite honestly look exactly the same: white and generically good-looking – must unravel schemes of theft and ghostly conspiracies to save the day. The acting is predictably dreadful, as is the plotting, direction and dialogue. The main star is the worst of all – whether it’s her fault or the fault of poor direction, she treats most of the movie like a personal reel, pouting and sighing and posing. Clearly, the producers thought they had a hit on their hands, closing the movie with a promise than Annabelle Hooper will return. To date, she has not.