Watched this on Netflix after vaguely recalling good reviews when it came out. It epitomised everything wrong with cinema-for-millenials. There was no emotional centre whatsoever, no grounding in reality, no human reflection on the increasingly weird behaviour of the characters. Reynolds would do something uncharacteristically aggressive and we'd never see the family give it due reflection or logically follow it up with at least a discussion about, say, calling the police - we'd just be on to the next arbitrary jump scare sequence.

The soundtrack was an endless ticker-tape of bass thumps and ghostly wind, even lines of dialogue would be accompanied by a camera zoom and 'thuddd!' sound effect. It's as if the filmmakers were trying to stimulate an audience of bored animals, nothing registered on a human level. The true horror is the fact that this was created for human consumption, and that enough people found it to be an acceptable form of entertainment.