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Shyamalan shoots the hell out of this, it's suspenseful and spooky, everyone's good in it, and it's barely 95 minutes. Cinema.

Ba-ba-ba-ba-boring

Two tremendous performances in a very confidently directed movie that begs to be a thriller or at least productively thorny. Instead she's a fascinating machine allowed a ton of interiority and he's just a coward manbaby that fucking sucks in the most boring way. Bummer. This deserves to be a lot better and a lot scarier and a lot more confrontational.

Near great. Minor quibbles with its desire to be timely but a tight, precisely directed little banger. Middle act is a 30-minute compact survival horror fight movie all on its own.

I really appreciate the swing here, it's gorgeous and the vibes are just terrific. But it's fucking boring, I'm so sorry. At an hour-forty I was just begging for it to do something, anything. Absolutely and admirably not like anything you're likely to find in a multiplex ever again, but I'd argue there's a really good reason for that.

Delightfully adequate!

Not as "good" as THE RAVEN.

Intermittently very funny, not remotely unpleasant or scary. You'll all get a few memes out of this before everyone forgets about it in two months.

Possibly one of the most vaunted American literary satires reduced to a litany of soft targets and embarrassingly garish performances. I don't care if it's a big formal step for Baumbach, it's fucking corny and you all know it.

Darn it not nearly as fun or amusingly trashy as you want. Flatley imagines himself less as James Bond than Rick from CASABLANCA, which mostly just makes it dull.

Gets way too bogged down in plot and strained comedy. The mayhem is blissfully wet but there's just not enough of it.

Sure could go for a pizza right about now though.