Each entry in the
Paranormal Activity franchise has been duller, unscarier, and further adrift from the found-footage conceit than the last—and the trend continues.
Ghost Dimension is dull and insufferably self-conscious about forcing itself into a story that was already tediously overplayed in the previous films. There’s barely anything new here, and what there is, is dragged out over an intolerable 88 minutes (while feeling twice as long). The demon “Toby” (not his real name) is back, haunting yet another family, which dad (Chris J. Murray) discovers via a vintage jury-rigged camcorder from the early 1990s that not only can see into the “ghost dimension”—Spoiler: It’s mostly ashy dust motes floating in the air—but also sees in 3D, making it officially the most cynical, contextually inappropriate excuse for 3D up-charging ever. Unlike the first film, set in a modest suburban home, this one rambles around an obnoxiously large McMansion, making it more real-estate porn than ghost story. If Nancy Meyers decided to make a horror movie, it might look something like this. That is
not a recommendation.
By
MaryAnn Johanson