A by-the-blueprint Prenatal Activity stalking a boring white couple as Satan's spawn gestates in her womb. But it's the ubiquity of cameras that seems most infernal--is there anywhere a lens won't follow? Forget hell--it's more like eternal HAL.
Distressingly locates evil in ethnicity: A scene in which the wife marvels at the lovely 'whiteness' of her nude husband sleeping among snowy sheets seems more troubling than cute after the couple falls victim to dusky satanists in the Dominican Republic.
As more and more films use this conceit, the premise of someone filming at all salient moments becomes more and more strained, until the device itself becomes not just derivative, but positively cumbersome.
Dredging up horror movie favorites like random nosebleeds, a traumatized priest and a mama-to-be with a yen for raw meat, Matt Bettinelli-Olpin and Tyler Gillett direct with competence but a dispiriting lack of originality.
How many more of these can we watch and still enjoy the impact of "The Blair Witch Project" or "Paranormal Activity"? I'll try to forgive those films for spawning such boring evil but "The Devil's Due" is due no forgiveness whatsoever.