Psychologist Margaret Matheson and her assistant study paranormal activity, which leads them to investigate a world-renowned psychic who has resurfaced years after his toughest critic mysteriously passed away.
Never a dull moment, but rarely a good one either.
A starry cast, curious premise and well-crafted shocks make for an ambitious thriller that ekes – and eeks – out the tension to its iffy finale.
Even with flashes of invention and the game cast, it would take a wilier showman than Cortés to truly impress with this shabby bag of tricks.
Spanish writer/director Rodrigo Cortés leapfrogs up the Hollywood ladder with this disappointing slice of sub-Shyamalan silliness.
This iffy thriller.
Cortés knows how to engineer sharp, effective jolts and broader, Insidious-like funhouse business: making unexpected use of Mungo Jerry, it's the kind of semi-savvy pulp nonsense that'll do if your first choice is sold out.
Writer-director Rodrigo Cortés can't keep a high portentousness from leaking into the mood. The philosophical talk of truth and illusion feels just a bit creaky after the sealed-coffin nightmare of his earlier (and brilliant) Buried.
There’s very little to tingle the spine, the story has more holes than a teabag.
The first hour...is pretty good...then it starts to go off the rails.
Interesting failure.
After an extremely interesting first hour demonstrating their investigative methods, the movie flags rather badly.
How true to life are the psychics and psychologists in Red Lights?
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