I took You’re Next for granted as one of the home-invasion horror movies with predictable plot twists, opening with a couple getting brutally murdered, post-coitus, inside their perfect forest abode. It could either be a horribly tragic way to go, or an infinitely gracious way to go, depending on one’s bed partner.
What I got was an edge-of-my-seat viewing experience starting with Crispian introducing his Australian girlfriend Erin at his parent’s 35th wedding anniversary, which is located next door (actually about ¼ of a mile) from the couple in the first scene. Sibling rivalry picks up where it left off years ago as Crispian argues with older brother Drake and their father helplessly stand by, passively allowing Drake’s bullying to continue in adulthood rather than diffusing it.
|That's right, I stole your axe from the last photo. What are you going to do about it?|
More details are revealed in JSP and JPX's reviews of the movie.
|"You're next! There I said it!! . . . Too late?"|