Insidious

Fred Pytl's residential monster cabaret with an elephant grandmother, a gerontophilic bride, a necrophile metal-head and the pedophile devil Bertík. On earth it is possible, in the astral plane it is astral garbage filmed as a Saturday television party with a Vampire and its grave sewers. The scariest part of this is the number of non-flowing dialogues, from which Bela Lugosi would also grow old. (15/04/2013)

As long as Wan sticks to classic waters, it’s nothing miraculous, but it works. But as soon as he strays into uncharted, astral waters, everything goes up the pipes, because everything suddenly turns so dumb and ridiculous that there is no room for atmosphere or tension; which of course I expect, when watching similar genre movies at three in the morning with the volume on full. (26/06/2011)

A beginning like Paranormal Activity, a middle like Poltergeist, and an ending like Brian Yuzna. I don't understand why anyone wants to make a tired piece of crap like this these days. I put it on at 10pm, with the wind whipping the trees outside, I live alone, and the sound is full on. Sure, I was scared, I even choked on my Coke, but for God’s sake it was nothing else. I could pull just as spectacular a jump scare in a heartbeat on my rat without any resources (and it's a pretty intrepid rat), so I don't understand what James Wan was trying to prove. It has its stronger moments – the uptight family, for example, reminded me of the perfect The Cell, but otherwise it's all terribly... about nothing. Then the ending is a total throwback to the 80's, a fair fight with a ghost, a practically off-the-shelf demon, and a huh huh huh surprise finale. The main villain, in any case, is hilarious. He's always popping up somewhere, but he doesn't do anything, all you have to do is hide behind your bed in such a way that your whole torso is showing and you're free of him. Monsters live in closets, and... God, that I’m even wasting my time. Stars for music and the family. (06/10/2011)

Nowadays, James Wan is a horror movie god. It’s just a shame that when I saw Insidious, he started going around saying that he already has enough horror movies in his portfolio and that he’d love to focus on other genres. Because he just makes great horrors. He can do amazing jumpscares, he can create an absolutely magnificent atmosphere and the best of all, he keeps paying homage to other people in his industry. It’s obvious that movies are a great hobby of his. And even though I’m “only” giving this movie three stars, it’s still a movie that had everything a proper horror should. The story itself just didn’t sit right with me. But it got on a pretty good road in the sequel. (07/05/2014)

I will start pointing out a couple of flaws to avoid giving the impression that I think Wan’s new film is a masterpiece. Some scenes are clumsily edited, the actors are not very convincing at times, and the script could be a little more sophisticated – I was able to figure out one of the minor twists the moment the film began preparing for it. But sod those minor mistakes, I haven’t felt so scared from a film since REC (2007). When it comes to arousing fear "INSIDIOUS is insidious", really. The opening credits have more atmosphere and paranormal phenomena than the entire Paranormal Activity, and the quieter first half made me jerk with two jump-scares, making it clear that this film would not fall into oblivion. And I’m not speaking about any cheap jump-scares where a monster says “boo!!” in a thousand decibels. No, here the monster is standing quietly in a corner and you get scared when you notice it (together with the characters). In the second half things go full steam – a seance and astral travelling – and I was jerking nervously, almost non-stop. Back in the day, Saw shocked and excited me, Dead Silence was a pleasant surprise, but it’s Wan who has made a proper horror gem. Insidious isn’t a trendy horror video clip for the 21st century, but crystal clear terror like from an old master. As horror 10/10. (25/04/2011)