Over Her Dead Body is a neat title for a horror flick and darned if it isn’t one.

It is scary to think anyone would pay $9 plus gas, snacks and maybe a babysitter to see this alleged comedy anywhere except someone else’s cable TV. That way, they wouldn’t have to pay for it, just bring a snack.

I would spend the bucks to see Alien, Predator and the Hostel guys taking a chainsaw to the projection room showing this thing, filmed way back in 2006 when Paul Rudd wasn’t a cultish comedy favorite yet and Eva Longoria was hot.

Okay, Longoria is still hot in some desperate housewife sense and Rudd (Knocked Up) always makes something out of nothing, which is what he’s paid for here. But this is the kind of movie that will be buried in future production notes for their better roles -- or possibly, mercifully, forgotten altogether.

Longoria plays Kate, who is primed for marital bliss with Henry (Rudd) when a wedding day ice sculpture conks her on the head. She dies, awakening in an ethereal limbo straight out of Heaven Can Wait. In this case, heaven should hurry to claim her soul and end the movie. Instead, Kate re-appears as a ghost with the kind of supernatural presence that Ghost Dad made stupid 18 years ago.

The funniest part of Over Her Dead Body occurred off-screen, where studio-hired security guards watched for “pirates” videotaping the movie. Such precautions happen all the time but guards don’t usually sport handcuffs and black gloves, sharing updates on walkie-talkies and scanning the crowd with night vision goggles as often.

I laughed aloud at my private joke: Who in the world would want to steal this movie?