Insidious

Wan is a scholarly student of all the genre textbooks and manuals, which is fine on the one hand because then he can afford to subvert Paranormal Activity in two or three scenes. On the other hand, he doesn't bring us anything new, so when Whannell shoots it down (again) with his script, it runs out of steam. The self-ironic insert with the arrival of the "ghostbuster" duo still works, but the exorcism scene sends it down the drain. The second half was obviously not meant to be scary, but as a bizarre trip to another world, it is actually too tame, meaning that any positive impressions disappear as quickly as the flash of a camera. This is especially true when you guess the point halfway through the film. 3 ½. (06/09/2011)

The introduction of the movie did not really excite me. The teacher, who has so much work at school that he cannot be at home, did not sit well with me and the film did not make things easier for me. Simply just a person sitting in the classroom doing nothing. If he didn't have work, it would turn out the same, just as if he were doing something else. The fact that the main character of the film "Sinister" was a writer became the driving force of the plot. I generally didn't connect with the characters, but I also had to accept that there were no new ideas here. Maybe if I had seen the movie "Insidious" before the horror film "Sinister," I would have a different perspective, but like this, it just became another supernatural film for me, which brought primarily a new mythology, a new world in which it is possible to continue. It is somewhat similar to "Paranormal Activity," but fortunately, it didn't try to be a handheld camera, which I definitely understand as a plus. Illogical behavior and predictable scares are completely normal, but here, the illogical actions bothered me a bit. Especially in the first half, it was evident that it was mainly about the effect, the script, and not about a genuine effort to get as close as possible to the real world. However, I must positively evaluate the ghosts and demons; they look good. "Insidious" deserves an above-average rating, but it is definitely not the blockbuster I expected. (19/11/2013)

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)