It's not worth going on about. The plot is described elsewhere and not much else deserves comment.
If you, as an average moviegoer, can think of a cliché from horror/haunting/supernatural movies -- it's in here. Even those you can't think of are in here.
I didn't bother counting the number of shameless ripoffs, ranging from "The Amityville Horror" to "The Exorcist." Some incidents are adapted almost intact -- levitation.
It's the cinematic equivalent of painting by the numbers. You have to have a central character who is a female and whom no one believes. The husband, if he is stalwart, must go away on a trip. Or, if he is a mush, as here, he's around but helpless. The husband, by the way, is played by Jeffrey DeMunn, my costar in -- what was it again? "Rage of Angels"? No -- "Windmills of the Gods," that's it. A memorable cult classic if there ever was one. And he was sublime too, almost as good as I was. What happened to us -- I mean HIM? If you think it's a good idea, when your plea for help is spurned by the Church, to turn to a parapsychological couple who come into your house, poke around, ask a few questions, and then tell you: "Please sit down. Your house is haunted by four spirits. One of them is an old woman. She's confused but harmless," then this may be just the movie for you.
Know what I really think? All of the sources for this material are old enough so that the people who greenlighted this train wreck figured it was time they were recycled. The kids are too young or too dumb to know that not a single frame of this corrupt and malodorous thing is twice as old as they are.
If you, as an average moviegoer, can think of a cliché from horror/haunting/supernatural movies -- it's in here. Even those you can't think of are in here.
I didn't bother counting the number of shameless ripoffs, ranging from "The Amityville Horror" to "The Exorcist." Some incidents are adapted almost intact -- levitation.
It's the cinematic equivalent of painting by the numbers. You have to have a central character who is a female and whom no one believes. The husband, if he is stalwart, must go away on a trip. Or, if he is a mush, as here, he's around but helpless. The husband, by the way, is played by Jeffrey DeMunn, my costar in -- what was it again? "Rage of Angels"? No -- "Windmills of the Gods," that's it. A memorable cult classic if there ever was one. And he was sublime too, almost as good as I was. What happened to us -- I mean HIM? If you think it's a good idea, when your plea for help is spurned by the Church, to turn to a parapsychological couple who come into your house, poke around, ask a few questions, and then tell you: "Please sit down. Your house is haunted by four spirits. One of them is an old woman. She's confused but harmless," then this may be just the movie for you.
Know what I really think? All of the sources for this material are old enough so that the people who greenlighted this train wreck figured it was time they were recycled. The kids are too young or too dumb to know that not a single frame of this corrupt and malodorous thing is twice as old as they are.