A troubled college couple stays at a beach house only to find an older couple also staying there unexpectedly. The Beach House is a tense film that doesn’t reveal its subgenre until about half way through. It plays with a couple of different ones and then ramps up when it’s finally established. Emily is an ambitious college student while her terrible boyfriend Randall thinks he’s the first person to question the point of societal expectations and education. The older couple seems threatening and sympathetic at different turns and it really doesn’t help when Randall offers everyone edibles. The last half truly surprised me with its scope of horror and how insidiously it crept into the characters’ bodies and the landscape. I loved the story so much with its small cast and intimate setting.
