I watched this film on Netflix, and I don’t know if it is available elsewhere.
You know that feeling when you are looking forward to a film? Everyone has given it great reviews, the cast is solid, and all over the Internet people are saying how good it is. You pick the right time, settle down uninterrupted, and concentrate on the film from start to finish.
You really want to like it. You want to reply to all those reviews saying you agree with them, and it’s a great film.
And then you don’t actually like it that much.
This American horror film follows the trials and tribulations of a family following the death of the elderly grandmother. She was a rather spooky lady, who we don’t get to know that much about at the start.
Things go badly wrong, and I mean badly. The pace picks up, there are some genuinely unsettling moments, and everyone involved lookes suitably distressed, scared, and anguished when they are supposed to.
But ultimately, it is an old-school devil worship/demon/occult film, with some aspects borrowed from other films, and the performances becoming overblown to the point of hysteria as we reach the (unsurprising) climax.
Toni Collette does her best as the distraught mother, though Gabriel Byrne looks half asleep through most of the film.
It’s not a bad film, but it didn’t impress me as much as it did everyone else.
I must be getting harder to please.
But you might like it.