The latest psychological thriller to turn up on Netflix.
The set up is a handful of unlikely and unlikeable characters living in or around a big country house where the meals and beds apparently make themselves.
The ‘thriller’ part is the tension of not quite knowing which of them one would most like to see stabbed at the end. Even the film’s one supposedly ‘good’ character, a nurse working in a hospital that also seems a bit short on staff, is made sufficiently annoying that she enters the mix as well.
Time seems to pass, yet it is always autumn and one of the protagonists has a permanent cold sore.
We’ve been sufficiently locked in ourselves by the weather recently that watching this seemed like a decent idea.