A Stalker in the House

Directing/writing/editing team failed this flick. She says no, but then yes, but then no, but then yes over and over. It's takes the "turn around he's right behind you" feeling out of play and makes you want to bang your head against a wall.

Creepy multiverse variant of Channing Tatum is on the hunt, finds a somewhat attractive lady that has serious issues seeing red flags, evil Tatum delves further and further into coo-coo land, situations escalate, he's dangerous, she's in danger.

The movie may have gotten a few more stars if the first half hour didn't make you want to bash something over the whole "go away I never want to see you again...sure come in for some wine!!" dialogue.

Bad. Just all kinds of B-A-D bad. The writer could use a few classes on how to write a thriller and dialogue. I just can't believe this was allowed to be made. Tell me one woman who actually shows she has a clue would actually allow herself to be manipulated over and over again with the lamest lines ever. Totally missed the mark, could have been better if someone else had read the script other than the writer. -5 from me.

Although i will never condone the behaviour of the antagonist in this film, it does serve as an example of just how easily men can be mislead by women.

This woman plays classic mind games with the antagonist throughout this film. She kicks him out of her home, only to allow him back in 5 minutes later, he acts inappropriately, she kicks him out again. The next day he comes back, she allows him in, he acts inappropriately, she kicks him out. He contacts her, she lets him him, they sleep together, she immediately kicks him out... And so this pattern continues.

Yes, the guy is nuts, but it's difficult to tell who the real crazy one is in this mess of a film. The scenarios, the dialogue, the entire plot is like something a prepubescent boy whose hormones are running wild would write, believing it to be a romantic. Some of it is only marginally more inventive than "i've just moved in next door, and i seem to have run out of coffee". It's embarrassing as a film and another example of one of those films where you genuinely wonder how it was ever made.

Horrible actors, unnatural dialogue, soap opera vibes. I probably could give a laundry list of critiques for this film, but I'll save myself the aggravation.

I don't know why I have a thing for these terrible made for TV movies. The lead lady is a bad actor but not as bad as her best friend. And why would someone taking a course to become a therapist fall for the dudes narcissistic "charm"? I haven't actually given anything away.