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Dead Man's Hand (2007)

After inheriting a casino from his dead uncle, Matthew Dragna, his girl friend J.J. and a group of friends take a road trip to the outskirts of Las Vegas, where they find the run-down Mysteria Casino. But the trip takes a frightening turn when the kids discover that the casino is haunted by the ghosts of Vegas mobsters Roy "The Word" Donahue and his goon Gil Wachetta, looking to settle an old score. Matthew and J.J. must fight for their very souls as the ghosts seek their gruesome vengeance, and in the vein of The Shining, this horrifying tale builds to a bloody and surprising climax.
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After inheriting a casino from his dead uncle, Matthew Dragna, his girl friend J.J. and a group of friends take a road trip to the outskirts of Las Vegas, where they find the run-down Mysteria Casino. But the trip takes a frightening turn when the kids discover that the casino is haunted by the ghosts of Vegas mobsters Roy "The Word" Donahue and his goon Gil Wachetta, looking to settle an old score. Matthew and J.J. must fight for their very souls as the ghosts seek their gruesome vengeance, and in the vein of The Shining, this horrifying tale builds to a bloody and surprising climax.

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Genre:Horror
Directed By:Charles Band
Written By:Domonic Muir
In Theaters:7/1/2007
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Runtime:80 minutes
Studio:Full Moon Features

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