“Don’t answer that door. Please.”
When a devoted husband and father (Keanu Reeves) is left home alone for the weekend, two stranded young women unexpectedly knock on his door for help. What starts out as a kind gesture results in a dangerous seduction and a deadly game of cat and mouse.
The audience could be forgiven for struggling to find a lot of redeeming qualities in Eli Roth’s homage to the 70’s home invasion flick ‘Death Game’. Unless we missed some earth-shattering epiphany amidst the white noise and teenage angst, Knock Knock felt more like 99 minutes of feminist-sponsored, male demonization than anything that could be classed as entertainment. You know? The message that all men are unfaithful paedophiles just waiting to gobble-up attractive teenage girls as soon as their wives and kids leave town. At least that’s what we took away from it. But alas, that was possibly the least painful part of the journey. Lodged somewhere between the incessant man-hate and the slow-motion train wreck that is Keanu Reeves attempt at ‘acting’ human sat our biggest gripe, the fact we were watching a ‘thriller’ that failed to contain a single likeable character. Sure, Reeves is meant to be the innocent here but we actually started cheering on the two crazy bitches, who in all fairness did a solid job, and left us wondering what exactly their malfunction was. Maybe Keanu should have ignored that knock at the door and stuck to architecting, smoking weed and listening to retro music?
The YouSeenThat.Com Popcorn Rating:
We now hate men.