*I know that this is not particularly divergent*
The Grudge with Sarah Michelle Gellar is one of the most pointless films I have seen. It is a remarkably lame attempt at a horror film; at most, it provides a few cheap scares without much of an effort to connect the scares into one coherent whole.
The haunting is itself more than enough to work it; the non-chronological timeline of the film gives it a choppy feel and detracts from whenever the film builds up a scare. The flash editing of horror shots (where we are shown something horrible / grotesque for a second and then cut to black) is pretentious, in effect "cock-blocking" us from appreciating what little the film offers of horrific sights.
At least in the television series (which I didn't much care for either), there was one scene where the I was outright disturbed by the film.*
*it's the scene where the homicidally jealous Takeo calls up the object of his wife's infatuation and then begins bashing a bag against the pavement; he explains that the bag contains the fetus he has cut out of Kayako. Now, that's some nasty sh*t.
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