When Daniel Craig moves to the suburbs with his wife, Rachel Weisz, his life seems to be perfect. But is it? Well, no, of course it's not.
This preposterous, sub-M Night Shyalaman chiller bombards us with so many hints that there's something not-quite-right about Craig's existence that it comes as absolutely no surprise when the secret is revealed. Dream House is a film that's always one step behind its audience.
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