I will be honest and admit scary movies aren’t my thing — I’m not ashamed of that fact. I thought trying something new this Halloween season would be good for me, so I agreed to go see “House at the End of the Street.”

Seeing as how the lead character, Elissa, is played by Jennifer Lawrence (Katniss of the award-winning movie “The Hunger Games”), I had high hopes for the film.  

The first five minutes of the movie led me to believe I would spend the rest of the movie with my face buried in my jacket, with two less-than-pretty murders taking place and the sadistic child of the murdered on the loose.

However, the drama slows when Elissa and her divorced mother (Elisabeth Shue) move from Chicago to a house in a small, rural town, next door to the house where the murders took place years earlier. Though the two are told no one lives in the house anymore, they soon find out the older son of the dead parents actually lives there.

Continuing the predictable plot, Elissa’s mother doesn’t want her to spend time with the son Ryan (Max Thieriot), yet Elissa goes against her mother’s wishes and does so anyway. He’s the outcast of the town and rocks the whole misunderstood, brooding, mysterious guy act, so naturally rebel-hearted Elissa is drawn to him.

The viewer soon finds out that shy-but-nice guy Ryan isn’t so nice at all, with keeping his crazy — and presumed dead — sister locked in the basement.

Naturally, things go awry when Elissa (the typical dumb girl in scary movies) decides to have a peek in the basement for no apparent reason. A couple of twists, a few sub-par murder scenes and one great escape later, and we can all say “Thank God for ‘The Hunger Games,’” or else Lawrence’s character might not have made it out alive (I’m joking, of course).

There’s obviously more to the movie, but in the interest of not giving away too many details or spoiling scenes, I’ll stop there.

Honestly, I didn’t find the movie to be scary at all. That’s not to say there aren’t a couple of make-you-jump-in-your-seat moments, but they are few and far between, and even then I wasn’t that scared. I spent the majority of the movie trying to figure out just how stupid Lawrence’s character could be while also trying to psychoanalyze Thieriot’s character.

All in all, it’s your typical wannabe scary movie. The plot is laughable, though there were a few twists I didn’t see coming. The ending is predictable, and while Lawrence was superb in “The Hunger Games,” even she can’t make this movie worthy of being watched more than once.

If you’re looking for a truly scary movie this fall, “House at the End of the Street” isn’t it — there’s something to be said for someone who hates scary movies not being the least bit scared by something that claims the horror movie genre. I would advise not wasting your money to see it in theaters, but wait for it to show up in Redbox or on Netflix.