Hot water is spicy

You know the minute it's set up towards the beginning exactly how it's going to end, but they even threw in a tired trope in the last few seconds for good measure as to how one of the earlier obvious plot hints was going to happen. As usual, a team of professionals can't do damage control and listen to the very advice they've been giving the entire time, and clearly neither can the Vatican's lackeys. I would have been interested in this non-religious twist on the possession genre going somewhere, but it just fell flatter than a communion wafer. Which is too bad, I like David Mazouz and Aaron Eckhart-Mr.Eckhart in particular does a wonderful job, but he's working with bad material. Oh, and they also just had to throw in some clowns...*sigh*... I trudged through this. It's so hard to find good horror. Also how the son's bedroom bigger than the livingroom? In a small, dingy-windowed apartment in a bad part of New York?

I just revisited this after seeing it when it first came out ages ago, not remembering much and having mixed feelings about M.Night from good works like The Sixth Sense to the abomination of The Last Airbender. But I was pleasantly surprised-the story he crafted for his daughters and made into a movie was beautiful. It has flaws, of course-but it’s still enjoyable. For one, the mythical names (Narf, Scrunt...) sound completely wrong being as they are being translated from a Chinese folk story. But all the characters are surprising and there’s a nice twist (always). It really unfolds in layers nicely. A very lovely fairy tale of hope, healing and magic.