Have you ever watched a big budget film and just thought "damn, this would have been way scarier as an indie." Without the corny Blockbuster aspects of ~the importance of family~ and all that jazz, the film could have reached its true, fantastically macabre potential.

I believe I've said this in every one of my prior reviews, but it garners being addressed yet again - the demon's getup is laughable. If it weren't for the jump-scares, he would just be a knock-off costume from the Broadway production of 'The Lion King' on a meth bender.

Through trial and error, scientists (me) can now confirm that -- although one *can* have sex with this playing in the background -- you probably should not.

for years upon years ive always wondered about old peoples fascination with this movie and that shaggy guy with a birdnose and baggy clothes pumping his fist in the air.
i get it now.

"Hey, intentionally malicious and violent acts are being done on camera to shock audiences these days - let's make a movie to point out this exploitation!"

*intentionally does malicious and violent acts that are being done to shock the audience for a movie about how that's supposed to be wrong*