Shutter has a great hook. Spirit photography, the old belief that ghosts can show up on film, is a creepy idea, and the film gets good mileage out of it. Faces hide in the corners of photos, white light gathers around people who are about to die, and one great scene has a man alone in his studio as camera flashes go off around the room, each one showing the ghost a little closer.
The problem is that almost everything else feels second-hand. If you have seen The Ring or The Grudge, you know the pale, long-haired ghost and the crawling movements by heart. The film moves the story from Thailand to Tokyo, but it then mostly follows Americans in their hotel rooms and offices, so the setting adds less than it should.
Joshua Jackson and Rachael Taylor are likeable enough, but they never quite feel like a real married couple, and their friends are thin. Megumi Okina brings real sadness to the ghost, and she has the strongest presence in the film. Rachael Taylor at least makes Jane smart, as she is the one who does the detective work.
At just 85 minutes, the film rushes. It is quick and easy to watch, but it rarely builds real dread. What saves it is the ending. The final reveal is dark and upsetting, and the very last image is one that viewers still remember. It is not the original, but as a quick ghost story with a mean twist, it does the job.












