This starts with some archeology cat chipping away at a big stone door. Then it falls on him! Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha! That's great. The actual story begins when this joker moves to Mexico because he just bought a factory down there (the American workers thank you, cock). It turns out he was completely bamboozled - seriously, somebody looking to set up a meth lab would pass on this place - but that's not his biggest problem: these old dolls somebody left in the factory are possessed, and pretty soon they're running around killing everybody. I did like the guy who rends his garments while he's being attacked - people just don't do that anymore - and the hilariously retarded part where this broad says "You brought the evil back with your picks and your shovels!", but overall this movie blows. The dolls aren't scary (which is pretty pathetic since all dolls are scary), the murders are totally weak, and the only doable chick is Tasha Yar. Her career really backed up the drains after she quit Star Trek: The Fake Generation, didn't it? Not that she was doing all that great to begin with.