Main cast: Narupornkamol Chaisang (Linda), Rujira Chuaykua (Sirin), Vorarit Fuangaromya (Woraphol), and Poon Mitpakdee (Chawin)
Director: Chayan Laoyodtrakool

You know, if I were to be stuck in a horror film, I’d take up the job of a real estate agent and sell the creepiest, oldest houses around. There is no shortage of people rushing and, ahem, dying to move in, and I’d be rich in no time.

In Ode to my family, disgraced cop Woraphol is forced to move himself and his family into a — yes — creepy old house. Needless to say, the whole situation is tense, and no one in the family is really that fond of one another. As a plus, it is the son Chawin that ratted his father out to the cops because he hates that man. 

It is also that idiot Chawin that foolishly tears away a protective talisman sealing away no doubt some evil spirit in a closet.

Before long, weird things happen until the episode becomes a glorious Evil Dead-ish gorefest — well, as gory as a network show could get away with, anyway, but it’s still over the top bloody and ick all the same — and I get a vicarious thrill from seeing the evil spirit wreak havoc on these unlikable people. 

Just like the previous episodes, this one is more about rehashing familiar Asian horror cinema tropes than coming up with anything innovative, and it starts out being all about the bog-standard gimmicks like dark lighting, jump scares, and such to bring on the cheap scares. 

However, as things progress, the sick and twisted cruelty of the spirit escalates, until the final act is a truly nasty and sick kind of chaos that makes sitting through the banal early parts worthwhile. It helps that I don’t care for any of these annoying characters, so it is prime fun to see them getting tortured and more, heh.

So yes, this episode is fun and gruesome when it’s at its finest. Easily the best episode so far in this series!