This workmanlike sequel to 2012’s unusually effective snuff horror – again penned by Scott Derrickson, but directed by Irishman Ciarán Foy (Citadel) – introduces Insidious-like chuckles in dispatching nervy deputy James Ransone to ever eerie Indiana, where Shannyn Sossamon’s son has started sneaking away to eyeball his own midnight movies. With their anodyne titles (“Kitchen Remodel”) and grinding soundtracks, these bloody offcuts remain credibly unsettling. It’s the framework thrown up around them that feels makeweight: a Peeping Tom story rushed through as quiet-quiet-LOUD popcorn-spiller, with replacement players gabbling footnotes to the original legend, and a shoddily edited hide-and-seek finale.
