Octavia Spencer, Diana Silvers, and McKaley Miller make a lot of great faces, but this is maybe one of the least inventive horror movies I've ever seen - the only surprises are non-sequiturs, the characterization is... extremely thin, and the pacing is completely off, with essentially no tension until the final act. The director has said in interviews that the origin of this movie is him saying to the president of the studio "Dude, I want to do something really fucked up" and yes, this is the kind of movie that you get when that pitch is enough to get a movie rolling and the director that makes the pitch... has never attempted fucked up before. Octavia Spencer signed on before she'd read the script because she got to play a character that kills a bunch of people, and... yes, that also shows.

Whoever did hair for Diana Silvers, though, that was the thing that took this movie from two stars to three - it's so exactly the correct mix of hairstyles for a slightly naive 15-year-old itching for a little more differentiation from her mom in a new town. (Everybody's hair in this movie, actually, is believable and expressive of the character - significantly more than the dialogue.)