Oh boy, you're gonna make me do this, huh? ;-) Okay, putting my flame retardant suit on now.
Here goes.
This was one of those movies that I saw as a kid and loved. Watching it a bit later on, my enjoyment was lessened. I saw it again recently and detested it. Just hearing little Carol Ann intone "They're heeere" makes me cringe, because it's such an obvious tagline. Indeed, most of the dialogue is inane -- particularly that between Jobeth Williams (whose incessant shrieks throughout the movie become utterly grating) and Craig T. Nelson. It's just there to give that faux Suburban happy family vibe that Spielberg had already done to death in E.T.
Ah, Spielberg, the king of safe, kid-friendly genre flicks. Sure, Tobe Hooper is credited with direction, but if all stories of this movie's production are to be believed, Hooper directed about two scenes. And it shows in the movie's poorly shifting tones. The one moment that I know came from Hooper (the guy tearing off chunks of his face) fits so poorly with the Spielberg brand of schmaltzy whiz-bang wonder that it may as well exist in a different movie.
But with Spielberg onboard, this is just the quintessential overloaded FX movie. Since the pacing is so off, it's jazzed up by so many over the top fx sequences that it just becomes plodding. Getting bored? Well, here's some whizbang fx trickery to keep your eyes busy. To me, it comes off as a hollow lightshow mixed with some extremely goofy new age ghost ramblings. The FX consistenly overwhelm the story, killing off any real tension you might feel for the Freeling family (who are so poorly developed that the oldest daughter just disappears from the screen for half the movie). Sure, there are some hints of good scares, but they're quickly derailed. The clown bit is at first creepy, but then it's immediately in the kid's face, cackling wildly. The kid's fear of the gnarled, threatening tree is spooky until the ridiculous moment when it smashes through the window and tries to eat him. And then we have gaping mouths in walls, giant ectoplasmic creatures and lovely spirits made of light that show up just in time to make everyone go "oooh" and "ahhhh" in a blatant attempt to tug the heartstrings. It's so calculated and melodramatic that it induces laughs.
There's no subtlety or craft here, just bombastic, in your face sequences. This is the ultimate hollow, big budget fx-loaded event movie.
It basically amounts to the remake of The Haunting done in 1982 (and isn't it interesting that Spielberg produced both?)...a safe, overdone spectacle that will keep the kids entertained but have the adults yawning.