Seances are a bad idea. In real life, that's because that "floating" feeling is your legs falling asleep and that tapping noise is coming from the plumbing, not ghosts. In movies, however, they're a bad idea exactly because they do work, a lesson learned the hard way by the heroes of Seance: The Summoning (2011). A ouija board is the instrument of doom in this one, and up-and-coming scream queen Cortney Palm is the instrument of boobs, although her mutilated face make it somewhat more difficult to enjoy the view. Is that a planchette in your pocket, or are you just happy to see me?