Okay, so I’m still working on those other reviews I mentioned in my last post. What can I say; it’s hard being a husband, father, and blogger. But last weekend, I saw The Conjuring and wrote it up for MoviefiedNYC. James Wan is one of my favorite directors, and if you’re like me, you need to see his latest. Trust me. Am I the only one who finds it a little strange that he’s doing the next Fast & Furious movie? WTF? Anyways, hit the jump once again for an excerpt and link to the full review.
There are a small number of directors without a blemish on their record, and James Wan is one of them. Just look at his output: Saw, Dead Silence, Death Sentence, and Insidious were all made within a six-year period, and I can now confidently add a new entry to the unbroken chain of awesome Wan leaves in his wake. The Conjuring is his masterwork, and as of right now, it stands as one of the best horror movies I’ve seen in quite some time. In no small feat, it takes an often-used premise and breathes new life into it through technical mastery and a gift for simply scaring the shit out of me.
If you’re still on the fence about going to see it, then let me assure you: it’s better than that other ghost movie with Lili Taylor.
That one is just no good. No good at all.