After the phenomenal It Follows, I had high hopes for The Guest. It has a similar, 80s throwback style to it; director Adam Wingard’s previous film was the above-average slasher You’re Next; and Dan Stevens has ditched doughy Matthew Crawley and gotten cut as fuck.
Well, I suppose I deserve to be punished for my optimism.
I only saw this movie for two reasons:
- I wanted to see if Elijah Wood could follow up Maniac, and become a bonafide Scream King;
- And I plan to finally get around to watching Unfriended soon, and thought this would be a warm-up/proof-of-concept for the exciting new subgenre of “all on the screen” horror movies.
I was disappointed in both departments.