- As said in my review of The Conjuring . . . I don’t like horror films. Unlike The Conjuring, this one did not break through my pre-built barriers.
- Sharni Vinson offers a compelling performance and might have been able to produce an equally interesting character if the script and director had just gotten out of her way. But they don’t. Even worse, they actively road block her. When the attack first starts, Erin tries to take command and clearly has strong advice, but no one listens. Okay. She’s the outsider and they don’t know anything about her. Why would they listen? Alright. I’ll set that aside. But then, suddenly, she goes all googly-eyed girlfriend, not even protesting when her boyfriend does something stupid. Just begging him to please come back. Then he goes and she becomes hard-edged take-charge leader again, and she’s awesome. There is no conclusion other than . . . having her become a googly-eyed girlfriend, even for a moment, is a break in character, and a bad one, which left a rancid taste the rest of the film could never undo.
- The rest of the actors and characters are almost non-existent, save for Barbara Crampton as Aubrey, the mom. Her part is small, her presence minimal, but she does fine work.
- The plot is riddled with holes, many of them, most of them glaring, but for some reason I’ll choose not spoil them.
- It’s not that I wasn’t entertained, but it is that I kept reverting to . . . this could be so much better if they didn’t have people do obscenely stupid things just to speed into the next episode of gore.
- Final Grade: D-