This is basically a slicker higher budgeted Lifetime movie and I’m ok with that. Just wish Paul Feig had cut out all the tonally-jarring jokes and played it as a straight twisty thriller.
A teenage boy struggles with his own homosexuality. Freddy Krueger turns up for a bit.
More 'Netflixploitation' and very dreary nonsense at that. There's no haunting, no characterisation of any kind, just uninspired nonsense regarding a deal with the devil. Whatever Happened To Rosemary's Baby Part II: She Went To Prep School And Bored Everyone To Death In The Process.