And then there were four. Now, I know it’s silly to even dare to pretend like I don’t understand why there would be a fourth Paranormal Activity movie. Hollywood likes nothing like a surefire, built-in success, and nothing succeeds like a derivative third sequel in a horror movie franchise that has long since lost its ability to be either entertaining or relevant. But if film goers don’t seem to mind, why should the studio heads? Write that check for the Malibu home, I can hear them instructing their accountants.
The movie here is about as lazy as could possibly have been conceived: a blonde teen destined to be a coed is spooked by the fact that her little brother has befriended a weirdo neighbor who claims to have an invisible friend. Naturally, she doesn’t believe him, and of course something is there, which she will learn in a series of textbook concocted scenarios that would make watching spinach get picked look more surprising.
The “new” element that’s in this movie is the technology with which the strange invisible presence is recorded. Seriously, that’s it. But if the movie’s sole purpose was to encourage viewers to go and buy smartphones or Microsoft Kinect, they could have done that in a much shorter and cheaper commercial endeavor. This one is about the products, not the people, and definitely not about the big reveal at the end which is anything but big.
Before I sound crabbier than I intend to, let me assure you diehard PA franchise fanatics: the fifth Paranormal Activity is already in production. May the 1080p iPhone be with you.