⭐️⭐️1/2
Bill Martin builds a new house for his family (teen son Todd, pre-teen daughter, new wife, her uptight wiener son, his mouse… Bill’s son’s girlfriend is always hanging around too) and soon after moving in, he finds a detailed replica of the infamous Amityville home stored in a rickety old shed left on the property. Bill decides it’s a stupendous idea to gift his daughter the dollhouse he found in a creepy-ass shed for her birthday (kinda has to, evil dollhouse shenanigans cause the family car to roll over the bike he was gonna give her) and it doesn’t take long for bad shit to start going down. The daughter gets sick, her New Agey aunt and uncle recognize something amiss with her gift and then Bill’s new son-in-law starts seeing his dead dad and the rotting corpse has some troublesome plans in the works. A tarantula shows up in a piñata, a big-ass wasp returns from the dead and enters Todd’s ear, mom gets horny for her new son, Bill has troubling nightmares and the family fireplace works as a portal or some shit and plays right into the ridiculous demon-heavy climax. A small bit of sleaze throws some fuel on the smoldering embers of this shockingly long-running franchise but the stupidity is what makes this one more enjoyable than a few of the prior entries… and there’s nothing wrong with that. It’s always nice seeing Lisa Robin Kelly (as Todd’s gal) whose time on this earth was way too short.
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