It's a given: Characters in horror films are programmed to behave as if, during their entire lives, they had never laid eyes on a single horror film.
Otherwise they wouldn't have tampered with a sealed wooden box bearing an ancient Hebrew description. And they wouldn't have hesitated to seek assistance when the family's cute little girl starts behaving like Regan in The Exorcist (I can't believe that was 39 years ago!) minus the blaze-of-glory, projectile vomit (though the film-maker must have been immensely tempted).
The Possession tries to capitalise on the name of its producer, Sam Raimi of Evil Dead and Drag Me To Hell fame. But this, in all fairness, is more a straight-to-DVD movie with a tolerable scare quotient and scenes of calculated dread.
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