The problem with The Beach House, which I kind of liked, is that it’s about THE WRONG TWO CHARACTERS. I loved Jake Weber and the woman who played his wife. The other couple, who unfortunately the movie is about, were flat and dull. Seeing them attempt chemistry with each other was just painful. Seeing them wrestle with existential angst and cosmic horror was laughable.
But I liked what the script was attempting, I liked how much they accomplished with such a low budget, and I really liked the conclusion. A middling horror movie with a good conclusion earns a lot of goodwill from me!
