The story is straight forward and entertaining. Then it becomes all over the place as this one and that one possess whomever. It ultimately makes little sense as you watch trying to work out what the hell is going on. It starts with some nice classic cars and a nice 1950s neighbourhood. It's a movie that loses track of the story it's telling. There is nothing wrong with the story, but it's not told with clarity and precision. This makes for frustrating viewing. Bruce Dern is hardly even in this film even though he's billed as one of the main cast. That's either good or bad depending on what you think of his performances. Personally I don't like him much but it's more that he's got little presence on screen in whatever he does. It's a well made film but it falls apart in an obvious way.

The first five minutes were the best. It had a great setup, amazing premise and potentially a cool idea, especially with reverse gender roles. Then, it just got goofy, and not in a good way. The writing is horrible, the pacing is off, you don't know who the main protagonist is and there aren't any jump scares. The scenes that were meant to be scary weren't. The mythology they're trying to build doesn't make sense. They use Latin folklore but Germanic runes as well? Maybe a different director could have salvaged it. It doesn't feel authentic at all. Did the pandemic really wipe out good talent and gave rise to incompetent writers and directors?