T here is the obvious business acumen behind the cyclical resurgence of the teen slasher formula seA cheap reproduction of anonymous, barely paid, targeting a younger audience that is easily devalued and underestimated. What's less obvious is why in the age of low-stakes streaming, it took them so long to come back from the dead. But after the success of Happy Death Day in 2017 and Halloween record-breaking 2018, we are now in the midst of a true renaissance.
Netflix Fear Street trilogy (acquired from Fox / Disney) was a spooky summer surprise, this month sees remakes of I Know What You Did Last Summer and Slumber Party Massacre land, as well as David Gordon Green's sequel, Halloween Kills. Next January, Ghostface returns to the multiplex in a new take on Scream. In the midst of that roar, consider There is someone inside youre house, a barely audible squeak, like one of the many '80s sleepover cash-ins that were handed out just in case Freddy or Jason were rented at the local video store. What makes it hard to have fun even on this underground level is that those behind the movie seem to think they're doing something, that their Four Alcopops in Netflix is the slasher movie we need. Right now - a haughty bet that crumbles as the body count increases.
There's a killer in town and he or she seems to be targeting teens with voidable secrets, of which there are many. There's the footballer who brutally misted a gay teammate, the goody-two-sh es Christian girl who took part in a racist podcast, and our heroine Makani (Sydney Park), whose fiery past she hopes will never be. revealed. This is not the only gadget in the villain 's arsenal, he or she uses printing3D to wear a mask of the face of the one he kills. Awesome!
There's a slightly impressive amount of behind-the-scenes pedigree here, relatively speaking - a source novel by a popular YA author, producing credits for Stranger Things and Arrival 's Shawn Levy and The Conjuring and Saw ' s James Wan, the director of the nifty indie thriller Creep from 2014, but behind the scenes this is exactly where it all stays. We return to the lower shelf of Netflix again with that, aesthetically dull with dialogue and performance not far behind.
Le, de Shazam! screenwriter Henry Gayden, at least begins with some dose of courage, targeting the heinous upper echelons of high school society, killing a vile tyrant in an aropen cold che (the victim, having been threatened with exposure, offers to pay the killer via Venmo). The
Director Patrick Brice is so distracted trying to be as long as he forgets to make his base film fun or sometimes even coherent at the level ofBasically, his thesis has crammed into a ridiculous killer speech where buzzwords are clumsily crushed, trying to make a point but ultimately not saying much about anything. There is nothing inside of it.
- There is someone inside your house is now available on Netflix