ByBenjamin Marlatt, writer at

Zach (Zach Gilford) and Sam McCall (Allison Miller) are happy newlyweds enjoying their honeymoon in the Dominican Republic. In a move sure to detract tourism revenue from the country, Zach and Sam experience some strange and mysterious events on the last night of the honeymoon, but wake up the next day and all is right with the world.

Back home in the States, Sam is surprised to find out she’s already pregnant. It certainly is a shock to the couple, but they nevertheless are happy about the news. That is, until Sam starts to undergo strange and unsettling changes.

It’s just the normal pregnancy hormones, honey. It’s all good.

Of course, this is January and as I said before in last week’s review of The Legend of Hercules, this is the dumping ground for all the films studios have little, if any, faith in. Why not toss another found-footage film – the second already this year alone – into the mix?

The problem with Devil’s Due isn’t so much the element borrowing it does from other films, even though it is a blatant ripoff of the much more entertaining Rosemary’s Baby as well as The Exorcist and the 52 Paranormal Activity films. Its problem is that it’s dull.

Co-directors Matt Bettinelli-Olpin and Tyler Gillett apparently had no interest in bringing anything new, even in just the slightest amount, to the table. They probably thought Rosemary’s Baby meets found-footage format was enough, when as tired as the found footage concept has become, that there alone should’ve been enough reason to justify coming up with something fresh.

When not ripping off much more superior movies before it, writer Lindsay Devlin loads her story with another ludicrous mythology involving some underground religious sect and plot holes big enough to park an 18-wheeler… stacked on top of a cargo ship inside it. Why does Zach go back to check the footage he’s filmed during his honeymoon after his wife starts experiencing these changes? He purposefully left the camera on when he and his wife went “blackout drunk” on the last night of their vacation, so why not check what you caught right away? When their OB-GYN mysteriously takes a “leave of absence” and their new doctor vaguely states, “Well, it is what it is.”, why do Sam and Zach just take his word for it? Something tells me this couple is so gullible I could sell them Monopoly money by claiming it’s real currency.

I do have to commend Zach though on being such a great shot, particularly considering how “religiously” Samantha takes her birth control. Granted, it’s a stretch to think even Joseph and the virgin Mary didn’t do “the deed” on their wedding night, but this guy must be a silver bullet.

Yeah, I know. It’s not Zach’s baby, it’s the Devil’s. Then again, this film’s such a tedious bore I got a feeling even Satan is gonna distance himself from Devil’s Due.

I can’t really fault the acting. Miller and Gilford give serviceable performances in a crappy, rehashed story. I also kinda liked seeing Sam Anderson here as the local priest. To those of you that are from my childhood era and remember the TV show Growing Pains, Anderson played Principal DeWitt. This movie would’ve been much better had he have gotten to say, “Dear children, this is the last hour; and as you have heard that the antichrist is coming, even now many antichrists have come…”

“And the child of the Devil shall be named Mike Seaver.”

Bonus points to you if you get that.

Devil’s Due is obviously meant to be ridiculous, but aside from a couple of effective thrills, this is just another recycled “pregnant with the Devil” story inside another lame attempt at the found-footage concept. You can overlook the plot holes ’cause this film is naturally supposed to be as plausible as grass being purple. However, this film is devoid of any genuine creeps or scares, so what exactly are we left with?

I give Devil’s Due a D (★).

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