BY MICHELLE MEDFORD
Insidious isn’t about the creepy kid on the poster and DVD cover, so please do not let that image dissuade you. This is not akin to Case 39 or The Omen at all. However, I can’t tell you exactly what this film is about, because that’s all part of the fun. But this is what I will tell you. Renai (Rose Byrne) and Josh (Patrick Wilson) have just moved into a new house but everything just seems a bit odd (Renai’s books get pulled off shelves, she hears noises in the attic). And when their son Dalton (Ty Simpkins) ends up in an unexplained coma, the oddities heighten into terror.
What really adds to the creepiness of the strange going-ons in the house and second guessing what you think you might have seen. When Renai is out in the garden one day, she catches a dark shadowy figure through the window, dancing in her hallway. But when she runs to the next window, it’s vanished. Kind of like when you’re home alone and you think you see a shadow in the corner of your eye but when you take a closer look, there’s nothing there. But maybe there was.
Rose Byrne in the lead is also very believable as a concerned but terrified mother who’s desperately trying to convince her husband that some seriously scary stuff is going down when he’s at work. (She’s also been the every-genre actress lately. See: Bridesmaids and X-Men: First Class.)
But I must let you know, in order to be scared, you need to invest some belief. You need to be willing to second guess spooky shadows and jump at the creaks and cracks. If not, then you’ll be able to sleep soundly at night. In the dark. Alone at home. And there’s just no fun in that. A