Six college kids in a house where twenty years earlier a group of six young people held a seance and all but one ended up dead. Demonic doesn’t really offer anything groundbreaking on the horror front, but it does give a less church-oriented possession story. There will be spoilers here, so be warned. John is Michelle’s boyfriend. With a group of friends, including Brian, Michelle’s ex-boyfriend, they decide to hold a seance in the house where a mass murder-suicide took place. Once they get there, as tension builds between John and Brian, it is revealed that John is the son of a woman who was in the house the night of the carnage, but had escaped. Thereafter follows a confused set of jump startles and unexplained phenomena. All but three of the college kids are killed, and one (John) is found and interrogated by police.
It seems the seance summoned a demon that could only be released if everyone died. Brian, one of the survivors, is found and shot by police. Michelle, the other survivor, is found alive but as police unscramble the data on the cameras the kids were using, they realize that John was the guilty party. Beyond that, he hanged himself before the police got there, so they had been interviewing a demon the whole time. Although James Wan is one of the producers, the film received theatrical release only abroad, receiving a television release in the United States. Really, given that it doesn’t give much that’s original, or thought-provoking, or really all that scary, the decision makes sense.
The demon movies that really make an impact tend to have a few things in common. Usually a young woman possessed (this is something Poe understood). A body out of control that defies religious efforts to bring it back to conformity. A believable spiritual world behind the threat. None of these things fits Demonic. I guess I was looking for a follow-up to Succubus which, although flawed, wasn’t that bad. Sometimes the group of young people in a haunted house trope works pretty well, but here the unanswered questions outweigh any real fright, or even mood. Many low-budget horror films involve ghost-hunter imitators with more devices than thought toward the plot. Things can jump out at you, of course, but this one fails to reach any kind of existential dread. I guess I really need to start paying more attention to the ratings viewers give before deciding on a demon movie. Someday I’ll learn.
