Your pandemic lockdown memories have nothing on the end-of-days scenario outlined in this Netflix offering from director Louis Leterrier, which gets by on clammy atmosphere even if it makes no real sense.
By Guy Lodge
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©Netflix/Courtesy Everett Collection A decade or so ago, the premise of apocalyptic thriller “The Last House” might have sounded a little more out there than it does now: A middle-class Seattle family wakes up one morning to find themselves sealed inside their house with no means of escape, a mysterious enforced house arrest that turns out to be indefinite. Post-Covid, of course, this instead plays as a fantastical spin on an experience still fresh in everyone’s mind — a familiarity that Louis Leterrier‘s film, all too aptly premiering on Netflix, uses to its claustrophobic advantage. The lockdown imposed on these four people and their immediate neighbors — and who knows how many others — may be of a more extreme and uncanny variety than the mandate that kept most of us home in 2020, but this high-concept chamber piece returns viewers to that mindset of protective panic and uncertainty.
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