A child of divorced parents becomes possessed by a demonic doll. Clumsy horror unable to deliver on scares, gore, dread, or much interior logic despite a mounting body count and a decent supporting turn from Tobin Bell. Meh.
A teenage girl is stalked by an implacable curse which can only be passed on by sleeping with someone else. Splendid autumnal indie-horror with a Carpenterish vibe and a focus on creeping dread as much as on jumps. Recommended.
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A bereaved couple’s new foster son’s dreams – and nightmares – can come true. Atypical jumpscare horror which morphs into something a little more touchy-feely. Not for all tastes, but well-directed by the talented Flanagan.
A grieving mother is offered a way to say a final goodbye to her dead son. Straightforward jumpscare malarkey with a premise very similar to the superior Wake Wood. The film benefits from its interesting Mumbai setting, and some committed acting.
A documentary team investigate a supposedly-haunted asylum, the site of a reality show gone wrong five years before. Straightforward jumpscare found-footage horror sequel (to Seven Nights of Darkness), effective for an hour before collapsing in on itself, storywise.
When a sex game goes wrong, a woman has to fight her demons. Solid adaptation of the Stephen King novel which, though it fumbles its last revelation, is well-acted and which cinematically sustains its potentially unfilmable premise.
A couple move into a house already occupied by an incubus summoned by occultists. Tawdry haunted house flick more interested in softcore satanism than in horror scares. The eagle-eyed will spot Al Jourgensen and (Crazy World of) Arthur Brown among the bit players.