The trailer for The Conjuring is scarier than most horror features of recent vintage, and the feature makes good on the promise.
Every hand that reaches into a wardrobe, every nervous trip into that basement just gets on your nerves. Satan needs to get over himself.
In The Conjuring, the scary casts out the spirit of the silly, permanently, and with a vengeance.
The Conjuring uses every stock scare in the horror movie playbook for a dumb, yet charmingly traditional haunted house picture that manages to feel more retro than rehashed.
Wan builds mounting dread with silence and suspense, lingering the camera unsettlingly long here, creaking a door there.
Wan ... builds the many bumps in the night into a small Hitchcockian symphony of terror by way of long, eerie tracking shots, dramatic silences, and sudden scares that are frighteningly immersive.
...there were moments where it seemed the entire theater was holding its breath. We were united in one feeling: terror.
The horror movie is artfully crafted from the first scares to the closing credits, with a bold retro vibe.
This is a horror film where a pair of suddenly clapping hands gives you the heebie-jeebies, and Wan doesn't cheat with his jump scares.