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The Found Footage genre began with the runaway hit of The Blair Witch Project (1999) and took off a few years later with the likes of The Great American Snuff Film (2003), Incident at Loch Ness (2004), Amateur Porn Star Killer (2007) and sequels, Diary of the Dead (2007), Paranormal Activity (2007) and sequels, Cloverfield (2008), Evil Things (2009), Haunted Changi (2010), Apollo 18 (2011), The Tunnel (2011) and Chronicle (2012), even spoof versions such as Big Man Japan (2007) and The Troll Hunter (2010). It has become so prevalent now that it is rapidly becoming exhausted (at least in its genre permutations) from the overuse of a limited number of means of presentation. The Devil Inside comes from William Brent Bell whose previous outing into genre material was Stay Alive (2006), a horror film founded on the absurd notion of Countess Elizabeth Bathory being incarnated inside a videogame. The Devil Inside at least rises to a level of mediocrity. It received some extremely bad advance word most of which is typical IMDB message board hyperbole, which is to automatically label everything the worst film I have ever seen but for all that is neither a film that is particularly excruciating, nor one that in any way stands out from the humdrum. Essentially, if you have seen a handful of possession/exorcism films or Found Footage films for that matter you can fairly much predict where The Devil Inside is going at all points. Indeed, the film reminds very much of The Rite from several months earlier an American goes to Rome and delves into the fringe world of exorcism, finding a rogue priest(s) operating outside of Church doctrine, resulting in an exorcism attempt where the priest becomes possessed. That maybe and a few dashes of the central gimmick from Fallen (1998) of a demon that hops between bodies.
William Brent Bell does the Found Footage form competently. Unfortunately, he rarely does anything more than that. The film readily trades in the cliches of the genre. I thought the one thing that the Found Footage approach might offer is a digging beneath the cliches in search of some greater truth about what is happening something that both The Last Exorcism and The Rite did. However, William Brent Bell only unimaginatively toes the Catholic party line. It is this cliched treatment and lack of anything more substantial that entirely fails to make The Devil Insides case as an exorcism film a film like this should be about rooting everything in a deeper reality, not repeating the cliches of a bad horror film. There are some mildly effective moments with a possessed Evan Helmuth trying to drown a baby he is baptising, along with all the usual bodies twisting into contorted positions, people popping up behind others and so on. The film becomes increasingly hokier with the multiple demonic transferences and reaches a particularly unsatisfying conclusion that smacks of not knowing how to end the film.
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