“It’s not the house that’s haunted, it’s your son.”

Boy, do I love a subversive spin.

In the wealth of modern horror movies, a film like Insidious seems rather tame especially when stacked against director James Wan’s far superior movie, The Conjuring. But Insidious remains a unique gem because the horror genre at the time was, to put it bluntly, pretty fucking WEAK. Continue reading →