El conjuro 4

The jump scares are too predictable as it can be find every where on YouTube. PS too many spoilers ahead on the scary part. I was expecting a better build up on the scares as it was the last chapter of the whole conjuring universe, it was pretty disappointing but overall still love and admire the actors especially Patrick and Vera,their performances are truly incredible as always. The chemistry between them is a never ending story which is truly beautiful.

This latest Conjuring entry shifts gears from pure horror into something more emotional. While the scares are present-blood, unsettling imagery, and a few disgusting moments-it doesn't quite reach the terror of the earlier films. Instead, it leans heavily into family bonds, sacrifice, and the idea of legacy. The story highlights not just the Warrens' fight against darkness, but also the next generation stepping into the picture, which adds surprising layers of warmth and heartbreak. What makes it stand out isn't the shock factor, but the way it balances fear with love, faith, and the weight of carrying visions of the future.

And yet, the film doesn't forget to have a little fun with itself-slipping in unexpected details that feel almost like a wink to pop culture fans. It all builds toward a finale that feels bittersweet, touching, and ironically beautiful given what we know of the Warrens outside the screen.

I went into this flick hoping for a grand send-off. What I got was a limp, recycled mess that felt more like a bad spin-off than the franchise's finale. The setup had promise, but the movie just dragged until the halfway point. By then, I'd already checked my watch 2 times.

The screenplay? Paper thin. Characters exist just to be spooked, and the scares are predictable jump-outs you can see a mile away. There's no tension, no atmosphere, just loud bangs and cheap tricks. At this point, you can practically set a stopwatch to when the next door will slam.

And then there's Michael Chaves. Let's be real-this isn't his first stumble. La Llorona was weak. The Devil Made Me Do It barely felt like a horror movie. The Nun II was a snooze. And now here we are again, same bag of empty tricks. He confuses loud noises for scares and speed bumps for suspense. If James Wan built this house of horror with care, Chaves has turned it into a carnival ride running out of batteries.

Who in their right mind thought that hey let's give the guy who delivered 3 trashes in a row another story to butcher? Perfect for a franchise closer.

Sure, Patrick Wilson and Vera Farmiga do their best, as always. Their chemistry still works, but they can't carry a whole movie on their backs. A "heartfelt farewell" means nothing when the movie itself can't even scare a nervous teenager in a dark theater.

While aiming to build upon a great legacy, the film ultimately disappoints. It lacks the intense horror that defines the genre's best works and struggles to deliver genuine scares. Consequently, it falls short of being a proper horror movie, particularly when compared to earlier installments in The Conjuring series😔

I watched this in IMAX, so of course my expectations were pretty high for The Conjuring: The Last Rites. Maybe I set the bar a little too high, but honestly it didn't disappoint me.

What I liked:

• Solid emotional build-up.

• A satisfying ending.

• A few scenes actually made me flinch.

What didn't work for me:

• Way too predictable (though, to be fair, the Conjuring formula is easy to guess).

• A slow burn at the beginning.

• The music didn't feel scary enough.

• The ending felt a bit rushed.