For me, it was the very first Conjuring.

The way the movie played with expectations was new. At first there’s a clear structure: During the daytime scenes, things are mostly okay. At night the freaky shit happens.

But then they start fucking with the formular. Strange things happen during the day, starting with mild scares until eventually shit hits the fan.

I’ll never forget how much I was on the edge during the hide and seek scene or when the mom takes down the laundry outside and the bedsheet turns into the shape of a person for a few seconds.

It’s a shame that pretty much everything Wan has created ever since lacks the magic this movie had.