— by Jeff Schultz
Meet the new witch; same as the old witch. More running, running, running through the woods. More panicked screaming. More choppy “found footage” splices. And the same house at the end with the same incoherent finale, which answers nothing and fails to thrill, although that house is forbidding and dressed down to dreadful decay. The plot is essentially the same, with a new set of forgettable actors quickly (that’s a plus — the screenplay dives right in) getting lost and discombobulated. Cue the hanging stick sculptures and the piles of stones. Get ready for the ECU “regret” monologue. Expect the guy standing against the wall with his back to us. Watch the credits roll and go home.