I call all movies films.
I'm not pretentious enough to call them pictures but I'm working on it.
Just like Now You See Me's lifeless sequel, Don't Breathe's follow up should be called Now You Don't. The magic of the first one is that although the old man is blind he knows the inner workings of his home better than anyone. This film loses that by following a little girl outside with all her senses intact, except common.