A family's road trip takes a dangerous turn when they arrive at a secluded mobile home park to stay with some relatives and find it mysteriously deserted. Under the cover of darkness, three masked...
The Strangers Prey At Night has less predation than a domestic cat feasting on a mouse. Horror sequels are the norm, there is no getting away from it. Unnecessary horror sequels though? Well, that's just so...unnecessary. 'The Strangers' was fine albeit slightly tedious where nothing really happens. I can atleast something does happen in this sequel, it's just somehow worse. A dysfunctional family temporarily move to a trailer park in an attempt to reconcile their issues, little do they know three masked individuals are there killing everyone. Similarly to the previous film, it wants to ensure that you know it's "based on true events" in an attempt to heighten the much required tension. My irrational fear of theme park rides is also based on true events, and certainly has more excitement than this boring yawn inducing representation of predictability. Aside from Madison's terrific central performance, the effective use of gore and some genuinely entertaining B-Movie quality scenes, this has nothing. Whilst it does have some substance, it's executed with such familiarity that you can predict the entire plot within the first five minutes. Yes, it's a slasher and I understand the focus on slashing, but when the slashes are so rare it quickly translates into a plain thriller. The ever so forced family issues illustrated in the first act attempt to develop these one-dimensional characters that we all know are more disposable than a used plastic cup. I literally did not care for any of them. Stabbed, shot, bludgeoned, sliced, drowned, burnt, poisoned, vaporised, dissolved or even crushed by a trailer...I did not care. Roberts must've had the camera on maximum zoom because sweet lord the back of Hendricks' neck took up most of the screen. The lacklustre attempt at harking back to 80s slasher classics didn't feel nostalgic, it felt irritating. A raucous to "Total Eclipse of the Heart" is hardly a blood pumping stimulant. The motives for these masked lunatics, again, never gets answered and just leaves you wondering "why!?". What is the point of wasting your whole night terrorising these people?
