Those Dang Kids

I watched this last night about eleven, and I even jotted half a review down prepared for my woefully neglected IMDb account as of late. Sinister 2 (2015) is another one of those low budgeted Blumhouse joints that more than recouped its cost substantially. This I wrote about on my other laptop taking a nap on the dvd shelf. I have commented on how too much time was spent on the evil dark spirits of those damned kids following their insidious, emerging-from-the-shadows deity. These kids were about on par with the devotees of He Who Walks Behind the Rows in the many, many Children of the Corn films. The series does seem to hinge on the mystique of cult diety Bughuul, and how it works like those Onryu with their sea of black hair waving open to reveal that penetrating eye and pallid skin, using technology, from the past and present, to unveil it's imposing presence. But the kids getting plenty of exposure in their mission to seductively lure a new boy into their fold kind of disintegrate some of that mystique. I think the less is more approach would have worked a lot better. The snuff films introduced by the ghost kids to their potential recruit and the unsettling monogram music which underlies what happens to the families as they are murdered while recorded does work somewhat. They just yap too much and don't quite posit the ominous creeps needed to get under the skin. Bughuul, too, is less a force of nature than a minor supporting player who pops up on occasion to make a guest appearance.