Rix Morales

Very poetic and realistic with just the right amount of drama and suspense without going overboard. Great directing and cinematography showcasing the rawness and grit of Manila slums, as well as breathtaking sceneries of the Rice Terraces of Banaue. Gripping performance by lead stars Jake Macapagal, Althea Vega, John Arcillia and all the cast. Impeccable soundtrack by Robin Foster that captured the heart-pounding and heart-wrenching scenes of the film. Highly recommended!

Like most Pinoy drama romance film, it's sort of a cringe fest to be honest. There's a sense of unnatural flow in the way the dialogues were thrown so recklessly that should've been just expressed in letters than speech, and lots of awkward body language, kind of feels like everything is rushed. You take acting at face value for what it's worth. Every damn scene is awashed with corny soundtrack. A good film is one that is subtle. You notice the subtleties in the minute expression on an actor's face, the way he holds a gaze, the way he suppresses an emotion, the way silence can speak volumes of repressed feelings. There's really little plot to begin with, which is a weak one. The story of an overworked expat worker in Hong Kong is a tired trope that's been exploited by mainstream production houses time and again. But even with all this weaknesses it still excelled with making its audience feel giddy in scenes that require one. You can't help but smile at them. Alden Richards and Kathryn Bernardo sure did matured as actors (and finally graduated in the insipid tweetums category). But the real stars of the show were Jameson Blake and Maricel Laxa; they did really great with what little script and airtime that they have. Still worth a try though overall, just expect to hear LOTS of Moira dela Torre in virtually every scene.

It had so much potentials, the visuals and acting are great, source material and all, but the jumpscares gets too much repetitive and rigid like you're trap in LSD on loop, and the ending is VERY anticlimactic

The Possession of Hannah Grace is like The Autopsy of Jane Doe on steroids.