Pleasantly surprised by this one. Despite the low reviews scores, it is actually pretty good. The setup is creepy, the body horror is suitably icky, and the narrative holds the attention. Watch it, and let it be another reason why you shouldn't visit the beach in 2020.

[Filmin] Minimalist horror that draws from diverse sources. There is fog, there are stolen bodies... This indie version of horror cinema follows the lines of other recent titles like "The rental" (Dave Franco, 2020). Few characters and an outside threat. Or perhaps it is more an inner dawn. Close-ups dominate, especially when horror breaks out. Marijuana has never caused such a bad trip.

Some of the acting is a bit on the ropey side, and the mystery devolves into typical Lovecraft by the final act. There was a small pocket of eco-horror in there that was good and I wish was extrapolated upon, but other than that it was all pretty middling. It's not bad per se, but just a combination of mediocre and Lovecraft is more than enough to make this not my cup of tea. I respect the effort though.

Started off with promise, but wasn't a big fan of the second half. Neither couple seemed like they should be together. I know the younger ones were supposed to be on the mend; but why would she get back with him? And, Mitch was so concerned about keeping an eye on his wife, and then disappears. Strange plot....

[spoiler] color out of space + the mist = the beach house [/spoiler] but not nearly as good, weird or memorable, of course. i thought it was ramping up to something big...[spoiler]it did not [/spoiler]