Confidently directed by David Bruckner from a clever script written by Ben Collins and Luke Piotrowski, "The Night House" excels in tension building -it is both unpredictable and unnervingly restrained.

Rarely have I seen a movie in which simply everything demands clarification.

Hall ties herself into pretzel-like knots: flying high one moment, wallowing in self-pity and despair a nanosecond later.

Director David Bruckner has quietly been establishing himself over the last decade as one of this generation’s most dependably solid horror filmmakers, and The Night House should serve as his primary director’s reel for years to come.