House at the End of the Street is not a good movie, and you should skip it. The director clearly was aiming for something if you examine the parallels between the opening sequence and Jennifer Lawrence’s battle with the villain at the end, but he did not hit his target whatever it was. House at the End of the Street is filled with interesting elements, but does not come together to make a coherent whole. Was it an opportunity for Jennifer Lawrence to possibly branch out into a musical career? Is House at the End of the Street a Psycho-inspired teen horror film for today? A regressive strike against working mothers by paralleling them with drug addicts or a statement in favor of the status quo, gender norms and the majority regardless how awful they initially seem to be because to be different means to have a warped sense of reality? I have no idea, but the jig is up by casting Max Thieriot, who is now justly famous for his always superb and sensitive work in Bates Motel, because it signals that there is more to the twist than initially expected by even savvy viewers. Although I think that the filmmakers rushed to get to the twist convincingly, I was surprised by the twist and it made House at the End of the Street more interesting retroactively than it was while I watched it, but when I watched The Usual Suspects, I was interested throughout the movie, not just at the big reveal so ultimately House at the End of the Street fails. House at the End of the Street is only for fervent fans of Jennifer Lawrence or anyone in the cast.