Reviews: The Haunting Of Molly Hartley

There's only one good thing about this movie...

This movie, plain and simply, sucked. Those looking for a good religious horror movie should stick with the '70s classics: The Exorcist, The Omen, Rosemarys Baby, et cetera. It doesn't even follow through on its feeble attempts to subvert the genre's conventions; a subplot involving the possibility that Molly might be insane is unceremoniously dropped without fanfare halfway through, and the "shocking" twist ending is just that: a Shocking Swerve with no setup that rings completely hollow. The father is a complete fucking idiot, and most of the other characters aren't much better. The actors (most of them cast more for their CW appeal than their talent) do nothing to elevate the shallow material. The filmmakers showed a total ineptitude at building tension, instead relying on cheap jump scares throughout, which stop being scary after about the tenth time they try it (which is about thirty minutes in — seriously, there are that many of them).

The only good thing I have to say about this film is that I streamed it for free on Netflix, so the only thing I wasted was ninety minutes of my time.