The movie is full of excellent performances:
- Julianne Moore, but has she ever fucked up in her career?
- The lady who lost 3 sons; superb portrayal of grief.
- Jonathan Rhys Meyers, with a caveat that he plays a character whose body is used as host by a number of souls (personalities of dead people), so he doesn't always keep up.
The cinematography, production, and direction are top-notch. The script (and dialogue) is quite good as well, until we get beyond roughly an hour, where, like many movies that start well, the writers don't know where to take the script. That's where the explanation of the story must come in, and maybe it's because I find supernatural claims shitty, but it's just not done well. We get offerred standard horror fare, nothing good enough to justify the whole thing. Fuck, there's even a moment where our heroic psychologist plays action hero. Eish!
[sidenote] Regardless of the shitness, I think the movie received too little attention from mainstream critics and audience. We must probably blame the marketing team too.