David Saporito

David Saporito pops up in “Muirhouse” (2012), that indie horror flick that didn’t exactly get the red-carpet treatment but still managed to spook a handful of folks who stumbled across it. The story? Oh man, it’s your classic “let’s poke around in a haunted house and see if we survive the night” setup, but with a bit more grime under its nails. Filmmakers, led by Michael, head to the notorious Monte Cristo Homestead in Australia—yeah, the one that everyone swears is crawling with ghosts and bad vibes. The place is said to be the most haunted house in the country, so naturally, a paranormal investigation is in order because, honestly, what could go wrong? Once inside, the line between reality and horror movie madness gets real blurry, real fast. Doors slam, shadows dart, and people start to lose track of what’s real and what’s just their nerves fraying apart. There’s a whole bunch of found-footage chaos—think shaky cameras, frantic whispers, the works. You can practically smell the mold and fear. Saporito, along with the rest of the cast, does a solid job of selling that “Oh, crap, we might actually die here” energy, which is way harder than it looks. As things unravel, the supernatural goes from “maybe it’s just the wind” to “okay, that’s definitely not the wind.” The movie leans hard into the psychological stuff, so you’re left wondering if it’s all in their heads or if something really nasty is lurking in the dark. Definitely not one to watch alone at night unless you’re cool with checking your closets before bed.