Battered Suitcases Piled on the Sidewalk Again

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The parents (Patrick Wilson and the ever lovely Rose Byrne) of a comatose young boy find out there is more to their son’s condition than they ever could have expected. The film moves from creeping unrest to thrilling with perfect pace. More than cheap jump scares and with almost no blood and gore, Insidious actually had my heart racing and on the edge of my seat, and I don’t think that’s happened since I saw Halloween when I was twelve. The somewhat predictable ending still feels fresh, and though the dialogue has its awkward moments and the script isn’t entirely fleshed out, the creepiness of the spirits, atmosphere and tension more than make up for its few flaws. What horror movies were truly meant to be.

Hey look, I wrote a crappy horror review, what a fucking surprise. It was really hard to not just gush about my massive crushes on Rose Byrne and Patrick Wilson. Even chubby-Watchmen-Patrick-Wilson.