The only reason anyone would want to watch this cheap slasher movie is to see Paris Hilton get killed. Unfortunately, she’s the first to die and is murdered offscreen. Since you’re robbed of the guilty pleasure of seeing that annoying twat butchered, what you’re left with is a bunch of stupid Scots trapped in a snowbound mansion being chased by an eyeless ghost. The ghost hops from body to body possessing the dumbfucks while killing off the rest of the cast. If seeing amateur actors whine, argue and scream in thick Scottish brogue gets your dick hard, knock yourself out. Hilton died much better in House of Wax. A Night in Paris is scarier.