A couple goes house hunting, gets stuck in an endless maze of identical houses, and is handed a baby to raise as the price of ever getting out.
I watched it a few years ago, in the middle of what felt like a midlife crisis, and I didn’t really watch it as a horror movie. I watched it and saw my own life. That’s the trap it nails: first you fight it, trying to escape backward to the life you used to have. Then you give up on that and just put your head down and work — telling yourself you’re grinding toward some future escape that never actually arrives. The house, the routine, the kid handed to you. The repetition is the whole nightmare.
Most people will find it bleak and slow. I found it uncomfortably honest, and that’s exactly why it’s this high on my list.
5/5 — for how much it understood something I was feeling.