Honestly, I don’t think I’ve seen it done this effectively since Suspiria (2018). Lately, the genre’s been oversaturated with the usual suspects—zombies, ghosts, vampires, cults, and the same tired possession tropes. What grabbed me most was Cregger’s sharp narrative structure. It reminded me of Pulp Fiction—that same fragmented, yet perfectly interlocking, storytelling where separate threads crash together in unexpected ways. And then there’s the atmosphere: an unsettling uncanny-valley vibe, punctuated by moments of sly, almost deadpan humor. That’s usually David Lynch territory, yet somehow, Cregger made it his own and pulled it off with surprising skill.
Also I gotta add I did laugh at the ending with the kids just causing mayhem through the neighborhood.