Aladdin’s Revenge is a spectacular misfire — a horror film so muddled in tone and execution that it becomes unintentionally comedic long before it ever becomes frightening. The movie tries to graft a cursed‑object narrative onto the familiar Aladdin mythos, but the result is a shapeless mess that never commits to any identity. Is it supernatural terror? Folklore thriller? Campy B‑movie? The film doesn’t seem to know, and the audience pays the price. The pacing is glacial, dragging scenes out long after they’ve lost any tension. Characters behave with no internal logic, stumbling through the plot as if reading pages from different drafts. The kills are uninspired, the scares predictable, and the mythology so underdeveloped that the lamp might as well be a random prop from a thrift store. Visually, the film leans heavily on murky lighting and jittery editing, creating an atmosphere that’s less “haunting” and more “hard to see.” Performances range from wooden to bewildered, with actors seemingly unsure whether they’re in a parody or a prestige horror piece. By the time the abrupt, anticlimactic ending arrives, the film has long since exhausted any goodwill. There’s no magic here — just a curse of wasted potential. Score: 1/10