While the film is ultimately let down by the necessity of its ridiculous killer doll premise, there's actually a really affecting & intriguing through-line about mental illness here. The satanic panic of the post-Manson family massacre, mixed with the anxiety of a changing world & the pain of postpartum depression, give context to the film's most memorable sequences; creating something that draws heavily on Polanski.
A quick cash in on 'The Conjuring' results in a mediocre horror entry that despite a couple of good scenes winds up pretty flat. Actress Annabelle Wallis makes an impression but rest of cast falls flat. Pedestrian direction at best. Elevator sequence and home invasion sequences both work pretty well though.
threatens to become effective horror re: a new mother's various anxieties but never quite makes it there. It's worth noting that this film rarely looks sloppy; the digital cinematography often looks flat, but Leonetti populates this film with effective steadicam and an abnormal amount of wide and high angle shots that occasionally look like they stepped out of an Eastwood film.
It's more like 1.5 stars to be honest (feeling generous by wavering towards 2 stars purely on the grounds that they didn't make the doll turn into some cheap 'Chucky' imitation and have it running around brandishing a knife or something, making wise-cracks etc...) On the whole though, nothing new, demons using dolls or other such creepy inanimate objects as conduits... blah, blah, blah...
Lifeless movie with boring actors and cheap scares. The direction is so so and is ultimately betrayed by a uninspired script and presumed studio interference. And the doll does not do shit which sort of renders it presence pointless.
Why is it that when wickedness happens, people will ignore common sense and shout 'Hello' into pitch black halls? Also, haven't we progressed from having the only PoC die in a horror film? Spoiler... who the fuck cares?