In horror films today, especially ones concerning God, the men of God are weaklings, seemingly devoid of the notion of self-sacrifice at all. Husbands are mostly worthless or less. The husband in "Devil's Due" panicked consistently (his panicked breathing into the camera added nothing to the tension. Instead, it made me want to slap him and say, "SNAP OUT OF IT, WOMAN!"), spoke in-eloquently, bordered on complete stupidity and, more or less, served as no help to his wife in any situation. One could watch the wife in the story to note just exactly how little a woman cares for a "nice" guy when that "nice" guy is a weaseling, weak-willed feelings slut. She needed help. He could not and did not provide any at all.

Hollywood most definitely deserves chaotic destruction.