Annabelle Comes Home

Thiis is an uncommonly handsome scary movie, one that respects the audience's intelligence while delivering all the requisite chills and just the right amount of gore.

It felt like like a made-for-TV, disposable [film]... It's not anything special.

A back-to-basics take on the ghost-story gauntlet run; compared to the previous films, it's worth its weight in spare doll parts.

Annabelle Comes Home is mechanical and unambitious, thereby falling between the quality levels of the fairly dire first film and the taut, surprising second.

Proudly retro and coyly innocent, it's the perfect movie for a tweeny sleepover.

As for Annabelle herself, her case may be closed, but we now know that it can be reopened anytime by the guilt-ridden, the transgressive or the curious, which is, at times, all of us.

A frivolous, but fun bundle of frights, helped along no end by a funky 70s production design and soundtrack.

It's certainly a clever idea, but it's done in the exact same style as all previous entries, with exactly the same level of filmmaking panache. Basically, this is more of the same.

Annabelle Comes Home isn't much more than spooky funhouse nonsense, but that's all it needs to be - and for the third film in a spinoff franchise, that's pretty darn good.

Annabelle needs to go home and retire forever.