A film blatantly banking on being 80’s nostalgia bait, but worse than most of the worst 80’s satanic panic entries. After a certain point, the only real appeal is if you have a particular kink for watching gorgeous women in blood-drenched white shirts (no shaming here). The film offers one decent twist, and then everything gets increasingly ludicrous and unintentionally hilarious. There are parts they were certainly going for hilarious, but those were not the funny parts, although the lead actress is committed to camping it up exponentially. The dialogue is excruciating, the motivations nonsensical, and there is so much better fare, even amongst the fetishized niche of ‘ironically post-modern’ retro 80’s nostalgia bait from the last 2 years. While there are certainly worse movies out there, wait for the twist and then go watch something better.
We Summon The Darkness (2019)