Tony Moore

If you like feeling like an anxiety attack may strike at any moment for two and a half hours and enjoy wallowing in a unique sense of dread, this one's for you.

Peele has already gone full Shyamalan, and it only took him one movie to get there. (And that's not a good thing.) He's made the same bad move, to me anyhow, in both his films: desperate to find an interesting way to pull the final twist, Peele creates a bizarre parallel story that doesn't tie in to the plot at hand, tosses it at the audience going into the close, and says that explains the twist. Really unsatisfying storytelling. What's also bad here is that until this fantastical stuff is revealed, it's a horror movie that rides really familiar rails.