Tired repeat of the 'research scientists gathered together to expose the paranormal' motif that's been around for decades but seems to have flourished since the recent found-footage renaissance. Pogue's film can't seem to decide if it even wants to be found-footage or something more conventional; but it also can't decide if it wants to be a serious study on obsession/delusion or a garish bit of effects-laden schlock.
Pretty god awful to be honest. A young woman is the subject of an experiment designed to show superstitious ideas like possession are just mental illnesses that can be drawn and cured...or some nonsense like that. Like some bastard spawn of 'Hill House' and 'The Exorcist' that can only spit on its influences this new "hammer" horror film is a real bastardization of horror movie memories. Skip it.
Derivative horror yarn with some fine acting (Harris oozing gravitas in every scene) and a decent plot. Its a shame then that the director has virtually no sense of how to convey dread and suspense. He resorts to the most boring tropes of LOUD and SUDDEN sounds and found footage stylings. A missed opportunity for sure.
There were definitely a few "jump moments" in The Quiet Ones, but the things that caught my attention were more so the fact that this was based on a true story and the love/chemistry between Jane and Brian that was destroyed by the end of the film. It is, if anything, a fascinating psychological thriller that messes with the ideas that you *think* are happening, before you realize the truth. See this film for sure.