Predictable and silly, this badly acted found footage foray feels like it was thought up by people drinking beer on a back porch and then shot over a weekend. There's a vaguely organized demonology mythos that borrows from a raft of movies with a nod toward Christian theology that doesn't exactly follow church doctrine. It even has a 1950s matinee gimmick ending, which will leave you feeling SPOOKY! Or not. Mostly likely not.
Review of Chasing the Devil
