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Forget the good reviews, it's just more Wan-style cliches and jumscares: the same spidery-fingered demon bellowing 'YOUR SOUL' the same broken-necked walk, tricks with dumb-waiters and dolls houses, rotating crucifixes, and no idea about the Catholic Church (nuns can't hear confession, people: it's a sacrament) and worst of all, the focus is a bunch of dull child-actors, so there isn't even anybody interesting to watch. Miranda Otto wastes her time in ridiculous one-eyed make-up.
Anybody who goes to these films and then criticizes the format (Augh, too much violence; no plot; one-dimensional characters!) is just embarrassing themselves. That said, it opens with a great bang but the middle sequence in Morocco felt baggy and unnecessary: third act back at the Continental wrapped it up in style. Fun cameos from Bronn and Angelica Huston but Halle and her dogs felt a bit extraneous and the fight sequences felt more heavily edited to conceal weaknesses. Dacascos a huge stand-out, as martially skilled (and gorgeous) as ever. Huge fun for those that like this sort of thing.
Sleepily' directed is a good phrase and perfectly describes this film, which feels likes it's literally sleepwalking through cliches, with a woozy score, weirdly muffled sound-levels, and the occasional mechanical jump-scare entirely failing to liven things up. The kid is pretty good, in a generic tap-dancing actor-kid sort of way. Ugly lighting and sloppy editing don't help at all.
Box-tickingly directed with hardly a spark of inspiration, this prestige treatment actually shows up the sleazy-dream novel's flaws more glaringly than the rubbishy 80's version. Lazy-eyed Jete Laurence furnishes a moment of ghoulish humor on her first night home from the grave, but then it's just stabbings until the Ramones play us out. Dreary.
Are these exorcism movies just the flip-side of those films like 'God's Not Dead' that pander to the evangelical audiences for a quick and certain buck? Real horror fans couldn't be more bored; I suspect these are just Gothic porn for Bible-thumpers.