Gentry 🗝’s review published on Letterboxd:
“Ask her what she used to call me.”
Well, shit. I didn’t expect James Wan to be the guy to expose Conjuring kids and horror tweens to a Takashi Miike Masters of Horror episode and the solo work of Roxy Music frontman Bryan Ferry, but here we are.
Fun stuff. Wan is in on the joke. I still think his dour home and bedroom sets are tired, and it’s not as good as the films it’s inspired by (Trauma, Basket Case, Evil Dead Trap, Session 9) but it’s still a blast, even when (especially when?) it turns into, like, an episode of Daredevil.
Absolutely not a giallo, but black gloves are pulled on at one point.