Oh dear.
Leslie Cumming and her sleazy boyfriend Gary (Hasselhoff, playing sexually impatient macho man with gusto) sneak onto an unattractive island where a hotel with suspiciously modern fixtures was the scene of a witch hunt that now leaves a curse lingering over the vacant property.
With great foresight and business sense, a family of hard-headed investors firmly say they won't part with a dime before seeing it and then show up on the island have just bought it (it's that kind of script), having made the savvy decision to bring a heavily pregnant Linda Blair on a choppy boat trip to look around a dilapidated island hotel. (Their hotel's gonna be REAL big on health & safety!)
Leslie drifts around being dreamily intrigued and having the plot explained to her by a tatty notebook, while a mysterious and glamorous woman in black occasionally flashes jewellery at people and and random selection of them die in absurd and unintentionally hilarious ways.
There's bad writing, bad acting, bad editing (it's night! It's day! It's night again!) and it's pretty poor in general, but the entertainment factor is high as long as you don't mind a lack of actual scares.
It's not a classic by any means, but it is entertaining to watch.