Hannah Grace has a pretty name. An evocative one at that if one considers the biblical analogy to the fall from grace. While the title has it all, religion (at long last) is attributed no lion's share in this low-budget horror-comedy. Instead of attaining its desired effect, Hannah's shoulder-cracking rehabilitation as she regains energy after each heinous murder only calls attention to the importance of taking a short break (no pun intended) during work to release our spinal tensions. Also, the film relays an important environmental message: do not leave the lights on, because it consumes too much energy. The film's flickering neon lights in the morgue (where the whole shooting takes place) help the viewer stay awake just before he or she would bob down his head to dream up a better world of nightmarish scenes. Clumsy security guards, a frenzied father, rude receptionist, and the invincible Joan of Arc people the land of the immortal demon that ends up in the furnace as a well-kneaded loaf of bread. All in all, it is next to impossible to draw a conclusion after watching the movie (attentively, as I always do), except for the fact that the Korean optical company must have done a very good job advertising its preternaturally colored blue lens used on Hannah's evil eyes.