⭐️1/2
The lovely Jennifer Jason Leigh plays a single mother who moves into the infamous house with her three children under the guise of saving money to pay for the comatose son’s medical expenses. After the miraculous recovery (well, I mean, it’s a step up from being a vegetable) of her twin brother James (Cameron Monaghan), bitchy Belle (rocking some asscheek-revealing underwear around the old homestead which is quite concerning considering her age at the time of filming and the Weinstein taint of the production) begins to believe her mother is up to something else when it comes to their new residence and James may not be himself anymore. A fellow student lets her know how fucked up her house is and spooky shit begins cementing that fact. Nightmares pointing to a grim recreation of the DeFeo murders, Emma Swan showing up as the aunt, the original Amityville Horror getting watched by Belle and friends, cgi flies and Thomas Mann as a classmate obsessed with the supernatural history of the house and working as that character that usually shows up as an expert who delivers all the necessary information our hero needs to thwart the evil and move the plot along. Kurtwood Smith graces us with his presence as the family physician and that’s at least something nice to hold onto. There’s just not much else going on except for a few welcome faces. I don’t get to see a lot of Jennifer Jason Leigh nowadays and it’s a damn shame she got her wonderful ass stuck in such a damp squib of a movie where characters are either unlikable or forgettable and the script is lazy as all fuck.
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