Damiano Damiani directs Jack Magner, Diane Franklin and James Olson in the demonic possession prequel / sequel to the “true story” horror original.

The first one is an absolute duffer but sometimes you are at your parents’ house, you have to compromise, find yourself watching a film already 30 minutes into its runtime as your Dad has the remote control and there are no channels left. He has cycled through all of them, the only other options are madness or Babestation. Babestation would have been the more wholesome option. We join the new family in the midst of abuse and sibling incest. Fun for all the family. It dawdles. The acting is poor. Yet it isn’t the utter write off that it progenitor was. The on location photography is superior and ambitiously framed for a mere cash-in horror sequel. The freak out, pure horror sequences are off key and chilling. The possessed boy stalking his family at night with a shotgun sequence belongs to a five star film. Native American ghosts trundle out of a secret portal. The demon hatches angrily from his host’s screaming head like it was hardboiled flesh egg. The effect work is unconvincing but gloopily vivid. And while acting might not be Diane Franklin’s forte, she prettily convinces as innocence fallen. I kinda wish Dad had settled on it from the very start as I’ll never watch it again of my own volition.

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