I just got home from an early screening of Devil. It’s the first time in a decade that M. Night Shyamalan saying, “Hey, this is a good idea!” didn’t result in me being a less happy person. I went because it seemed to be a throwback to the scary stories I used to consume as a child, and it was certainly better than the majority of hacky, half-assed supernatural thrillers that have been released in recent years. But Devil isn’t what’s going to make me scared to go to sleep tonight. This is:
I have no idea what the hell is going on here, but I’m praying a little harder before I crash tonight.