The best part about Mr. Jones has got to be those damn scarecrow sculptures created by Mr. Jones. They're perfect gimmicky distractions that lead you as far away as possible from the fact that your watching a fairly ordinary, wilderness based found footage style picture. The rotten sense of distortion caused by walking around with a camera in the middle of nowhere. The forest and field canopy offering plenty of hiding places. Then there's the not so obvious stalker/killer/torturer/mayhem man, the supposed Mr. Jones in the thick of it. Rest assured this isn't another slash and hack POV flick. It does try to create nightmares rather then paint with copious amounts of blood. That's a much harder road to travel. That's why Mr. Jones only has the back drop of creepy imagery and does not actually scare or intimidate the viewer.
Mr. Jones isn't a bad movie overall which is to say that the production value is there, it works within a modest budget well and it does hold your interest for a good portion of the movie, but Mr. Jones fails to follow a formula just as much as it fails to innovate. The result is a feeling of disorientation that ultimately leaves the viewer with a feeling of detachment. You don't care about the characters. You don't know who the big bad Mr. Jones really is. Might as well be looking at the "scarecrows" and wishing you were watching a made for TV flick from the early 80's.
Mr. Jones will be out May 6th on Blu-ray and DVD. Order here.