I Wouldn't Recommend "The Last House" If It Was The Last Movie On Earth
The film is bogged down with one-off rain monster threats that always come to a quick and undramatic end

A college professor who believes there's no place for jealousy in modern marriage, John Hathaway (Don Ameche) moves with his wife, Julie (Rosalind Russell), to New York where he plans to publish a book on the subject. Meeting with publisher Elliott Morgan (Van Heflin), who falls head over heels for Julie, John is assigned to his assistant Nellie (Kay Francis), who only has eyes for her boss. Working closely with Nellie, who Julie thinks is after her husband, John continues his high-minded ways while his angry spouse schemes to make him so jealous he'll knock Elliott's block clean off.
The film is bogged down with one-off rain monster threats that always come to a quick and undramatic end
Masterful satire that shines a light on the struggles of Black creatives.
The makings of a great midseason filler episode that would connect in many different directions. This is a police drama filler with a guest director.
It’s the most loving tribute to cinema and to Ingmar Bergman, set in world that feels so habitable that I felt like only re-watching this for eternity, because of how inviting it looks and feels.
On top of the phenomenal acting, and great dialogue between the two characters, the cinematography was ravishing! The sound was outstanding! The production design was simple, yet intrinsic. The minimalistic approach in the Malibu beach house represented how little they really have going on in their relationship. The storyline may have been much simpler than "Who's Afraid of Virginia Wolf," but all the more insightful, and much more animalistic at its core.
Lindsay Lohan makes a big film comeback in this amazing holiday comedy of the year.