A few years ago, there was a ghost in Steven Soderbergh’s Los Angeles home. One evening, while a friend was cat-sitting for the filmmaker and his wife Jules Asner, she saw someone — or something — walk from the bathroom into the bedroom,

Doing his own camerawork, the director gleefully enriches the haunted-house genre with a simple but ingenious device.

Presence holds its audience close with a nifty conceit in which Soderbergh is the eyes and ears of those watching and of his cast. May the adventurous, restless filmmaker keep on tinkering

The prolific filmmaker turns a supernatural thriller into an experiment in first-person perspective and a dysfunctional family drama that'd make Eugene O'Neill cringe