Right at Your Door

A suburban tale of terror so plausible and told so effectively, Right At Your Door will rattle your comfort zone and keep you unnerved throughout. It's a nightmarish situation for a young husband, Brad (Rory Cochrane), who says goodbye to his wife Lexi (Mary McCormack) as she leaves for her office in downtown Los Angeles shortly before breaking news hits TV and radio reporting mysterious explosions occurring all over the city. Unable to reach Lexi and beginning to panic, he sets out to find her only to be turned back by police who urge him to go home and quarantine his house. When he gets back, the handyman from next door has broken in, needing someplace to stay. They learn a series of bombs have been detonated, the air is being contaminated and they must quickly secure the home, making it a virtual inpenatrable fortress immune from the outside atomosphere. Right At Your Door is played so real, it looks like something that absolutely could happen any day, not just some futuristic apocalyptic vision from the mind of a sci-fi writer. Inexpensively made and mostly played out within the confines of one home, it's a depressing exercise in guerilla moviemaking that plays straight into the paranoia of modern life. It may not be a fun time at the movies, but you won't be bored.