On one horrific night, their home is invaded by members of a satanic cult, who violently attack the couple. Spilled blood and terror are not all they leave behind. The cultists have conjured an entity so malevolent that nothing they did will compare to the sinister conduit to the damned that is now…Annabelle.
More than most genres, horror is one where quality films are in short supply compared to the overall output. Last year’s The Conjuring was an unexpectedly smart entry into the genre, and it was rewarded with a strong box office showing. Proving that no good deed can go unpunished, we now have a rush-released spinoff film focusing on Annabelle, the doll that was briefly seen in The Conjuring.
When I say rush-released, I’m being kind. Annabelle is so obviously pulled together from different horror tropes, and slapped together to create product. That’s it. The cast is weak across the board (including Alfre Woodard, who usually does better than this). The scares are cheap. I’d say more, but honestly, I feel like giving this review as much time as it feels like was put into this film. Audiences are better off waiting for The Conjuring 2, coming next year.