Watch something else. There are very few redeeming qualities to this film.

Strong acting helps the film overcome an uncertain premise and create characters that hold our attention absolutely.

I think this is a new genre that they're all sort of working their way through it and haven't got all the kinks worked out yet but it's a genre that works for me.

It's simply great fun, a winsome film and an occasionally over-the-top luxury fantasy that never flags.

House of Last Things ReviewFrom the first bite of an apple, clues aplenty set up a world of wonderment. A happenstance crime wraps itself around a duplicitous music critic, his grieving wife, their house sitter and her brother and boyfriend. The crime involves an eight-year-old who evolves preternaturally after his victimization. The writer/director, having reverse-engineered plot events into clues, guides his talented cast through a labyrinth of horror. For example, a garden-hose/snake suggests something is awry in Eden. Yellow balloons watch and warn like a tragic Greek chorus. Strangers become Sybils.Deciphering some of the twists is like tap dancing on quicksand. However, therein lies the entertainment of untangling lies.Much of the fun of this film derives from skilled editing. Some say that film is a director's medium, although editors have stepped front and center. How fortunate to have both in one, e.g., Welles, Hitchcock, Kurosawa, Cameron. (Spoiler Alert unnecessary.) Director/editor Bartlett exploits the roundness of apples, balloons, drains, golf balls, door knobs, breasts, buttocks, mouths, drains, eyes, soup bowls, tree holes, droplets of blood. And for those so inclined, there are yuck moments. As Pseudolus sings, "Something appealing, / Something appalling, / Something for everyone . . . ."The House of Last Things calls you.

I can't believe some of the hateful rants packaged here as unbiased reviews. Hard to believe they watched the same movie I saw at the Los Angeles Fear and Fantasy Film Festival just a few months ago, or even watched the movie at all, because the comments bear no relation to what I saw. Anyway, like many in Burbank that night, I enjoyed the film from start to finish and would recommend it with good conscience to anyone looking for a great surreal psychological drama. RJ Mitte is seen here in his first feature film since "Breaking Bad', and Lindsey Haun and Blake Berris are great to look at and watch in demanding parts. Some big laughs too in the weirdly comic dialog and the over all look is far superior to most low budget indie movies. That said, probably not for most horror fans. More like Twilight Zone.

I got suckered in to it again.Red some where this was a horror but IMDb says it's a thriller.It is more accurate but for me it was a thriller that didn't thrill.The effects where laughable and no way up to date to todays standards.It is like 'the possession of Michael King' a whole lot of silliness,no real content and payed people saying it's something good.I'm getting quite good at spotting these films so in the future I will be writing less of 'm simply because I don't wanna waste my time on them.Besides it is also difficult to write 10 lines on a movie where nothing really happens.It's not worthy to write a lot about it. having said that....

Confucian morality holds that right thinking follows right action — do as you are supposed to, and the face will grow to fit the mask; you will come to enjoy virtuous behavior. Was it Edith Wharton, in THE DECORATION OF HOUSES, who wrote much the same thing — that our lives are shaped by the houses in which we conduct them? HOUSE OF LAST THINGS takes this insight and moves it beyond the everyday, asks — almost as did Shirley Jackson (THE HAUNTING OF HILL HOUSE), Henry James (TURN OF THE SCREW), if what a house has seen, has experienced, can mold thereafter those who entrust themselves to it. Brilliantly scored, handsomely lit, a treat — and reason enough to have traveled to France for the Gerardmer festival. Who needs blood, who needs monsters, zombies, werewolves? Michael Bartlett understands that all of these pluck within the human heart… and that is what he opens, dissects, pins onto the cork-board for us to thrill as it quivers and throbs and, yes, bleeds. A film that shocks in what it elicits from the viewer — and is STRONGLY recommended.