Paranormal Activity 3 [Blu-Ray]

According to the Paranormal Activity franchise (aka America's Spookiest Home Videos) women are all calculating psychopaths hiding a sisterly demonic bond, ready to attack and kill men that either question their motives or make the mistake of breeding with them. It's a valuable lesson, sure to help the many misogynist blogger boys out there looking to justify their inability to develop a healthy relationship with anything other than anonymous Internet comment sections. This unintentionally amusing male anxiety was at its worst in the first instalment, wherein Katie (Katie Featherston) spent an hour-and-a-half speculating intuitively about phenomena her bottle-tanned bimbo boyfriend readily dismissed, leading her to bring out her inner-psychopath, given that female intuition is a mere monstrosity. The second film continued this theme with Katie's sister, Kristi (Sprague Grayden), noticing that some spooky shit is afoot with her newborn, implying something grotesque about post-partum depression. Fortunately, the scares in that sequel made the crude misogyny somewhat more tolerable. This third entry does manage a couple of creepy moments during its severely flawed prequel efforts, stepping back to look at Kristi and Katie's childhood from the perspective of an oscillating fan, but it actually takes the hatred of women to an entirely new level. While disturbing imagery, such as bed sheets moving on their own and furniture dropping from the ceiling inexplicably, distracts us from the many plot holes, the feminine implications step back to the 15th century, where any woman deviating from a male ideology was burned as a witch. For some, this politically incorrect irreverence might prove invigorating, especially if you believe women should be barefoot and pregnant in the kitchen, but for everyone else, it's just puerile nonsense in a mediocre horror shell. But, hey, at least they found some child actors that are legitimately good at upping the spook factor. Included with the Blu-Ray are some "lost tapes," which add nothing to a film that serves its purpose as a pointless sequel to a fad franchise.