Stripped of its baroque, now less-than-novel visual tics, this not-scary-enough sequel is a trite American pop story of maternal neurosis, with Naomi Watts on a long guilt trip hounded by a wet ghost.
Stripped of its baroque, now less-than-novel visual tics, this not-scary-enough sequel is a trite American pop story of maternal neurosis, with Naomi Watts on a long guilt trip hounded by a wet ghost.
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