Serious art-house territory as director François Ozon offers another film (his third) about writers. Young student worms his way into his best friend's house and family, observing and probing their bourgeois, middle class home. Sharing his voyeuristic streak, he writes stories about them and submits them to his composition teacher. Always ending, "To be continued ..." The teacher soon becomes absorbed, as does his wife, with whom he shares the stories. Maddening difficult to tell if the student's observations were accurate or partial. Were the stories clichéd, balanced, stereotyped? Was the teacher layering his own filters and fantasies? The house of cards narrative steadily teeters higher. Not exactly a thriller, but an unsettling ride.
Review of In the House
