Conclusion: 'The Devil Inside' isn't quite enough to kill the "found footage" sub-genre, but it's definitely the worst feature to use this filming method. This is a horror flick without scares. It's all build-up, but no tension, with tons of predictability along the way. If you're surprised by what happens in this film, then, I'm sorry, you just need to watch more horror films and pay closer damn attention while doing so.
Excerpt: The Devil Inside inside is a triumph… of marketing. Shot for a cool million and busting the box office to the tune of $53 million domestically, people were clearly convinced of something special. All those shots of contortionists in weird positions and the phony haze of realism have a powerful pull. Here’s the scariest thing about Devil Inside . Isabella (Fernanda Andrade) travels to Rome to visit her potentially possessed mother.
Conclusion: My rock-bottom expectations may be partly to blame, but I didn't find The Devil Inside all that bad, especially compared to other recent exorcism films (like last year's dreary standardly-budgeted The Rite ). Sure, it has its problems and takes more from than it gives to the low-budget horror playbook, but it is reasonably unsettling throughout and only really stumbles at its conclusion.
Excerpt: The Devil Inside is a strange movie that meanders more than follows a directional story arc, which isn’t a huge surprise given that it’s the latest in a long series of found footage pseudo-documentaries. The impetus behind using shaky camerawork and spliced first person interviews is to create something unpredictable that feels very much in the moment.
Excerpt: Buried somewhere within the abysmal new faux-documentary The Devil Inside lies a zany ’80s-style lowbrow comedy about competition between renegade exorcist slobs and hoity-toity rule-following exorcist snobs at the Vatican Exorcism School. The hilariously convoluted thriller contains all the elements for a wacky parody of exorcism movies, except a sense of humor about itself: The Devil Inside never acknowledges its innate ridiculousness, so the laughs are unintentional.
Summary: Despite the palpable air of deja vu that hangs over it like a light fog, "The Devil Inside" generates a fair amount of suspense during sizable swaths of its familiar but serviceable exorcism-centric scenario.
Conclusion: Even Satan himself probably thinks The Devil Inside stinks and gives him a bad name. This is one for the bad movie record books, and while it's certainly not amongst the lowest of the low, it still comes to the same dance and wades through the same old bad movie garbage. No purpose, no rhythm, no new ideas, an unsuccessful merging of "found footage" and "reality television," and a sudden go-nowhere ending make this one of the worst big studio movies of the past few...