This picture packs some genuinely chilling visual tricks. Unfortunately they’re largely squandered on a production that’s otherwise weak. A college student suddenly finds herself haunted by an evil child spirit named Jumby. Now, what have we learned in the past about giving our demons ridiculous names? This is simply too close to the genie in the box from Pee-wee’s Playhouse to work as a monster moniker. Further, the evil traces back to an experience the protagonist’s grandmother had at Auschwitz, which yet again raises questions about the appropriateness of mixing real atrocities with fictional horrors. And poor Gary Oldman must have lost a bet or something. Though this had a good moment or two, a handful of solid creeps don’t justify 90 minutes of boredom. Mildly amusing
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