Easily the best and by far the scariest of the series. But instead of simply spooking me with a haunted murder house, it insists on deepening the increasingly convoluted lore of Hell House LLC.
I don't care what Andrew Tully did or how the Abaddon is connected to the Carmichael family or where the fucking clowns came from. Maybe if the preceding films had been operating at this level of scares and perfectly competent acting, I'd be more interested. But…
"Am I really going to force myself to endure the rest of this series?" he asked. Famous last words.
Anyway, Lake of Fire is truly abysmal—no scares at all, just a bunch of theater kids putting on an immersive show that is definitely not Sleep No More. (This one is based on Faust instead of Macbeth, and it's called Insomnia.) It's also heavy on the mythology, presuming a level of interest in the lore behind the first two films that I frankly can't comprehend, before taking a turn into faith-based movie territory. Who is this for!
Whatever, I liked the gay one.
Genuinely very confused by the people who believe this movie is overly gracious or sympathetic toward the character at its center, or who go so far as to say it is ambiguous about whether or not she actually did anything wrong. Are the countless incriminating emails she deletes, or the clear pattern of behavior she continues to display, too subtle?
This is not a movie that is anti-"cancel culture" or anti-identity politics. To paraphrase Lydia, it is in conversation with…
