This is another example of a perfectly good horror film receiving a modern update, by stripping away everything that was great about the original. It’s the equivalent of a pet cat chewing the innards of a small animal, before placing the body outside your door and expecting you to praise them. There wasn’t a single moment of this film that scared me, nor was there a single moment I enjoyed, it was just tedious and unimportant. And yet the mindless modern audience threw $47 million at it, like prisoners of war digging their own mass grave. Thanks for killing the genre.
Adam Lester. 