Josh (Stephen Moyer) and Alice (Rachel Blanchard) are getting a divorce. They opt to sell their home on their own during a buyer's market. Alice lives in the house. David does not. Alice gets the feeling someone is in her house. This was a well shot good creepy scene with the proper music. You could sense her anxiety as she calls around for her girlfriend. Unfortunately it doesn't last and the next thing we know Alice is a prisoner in her own home...during open house. David (Brian Geraghty) is our clean cut intruder who looks like a prospective buyer. Based on early events and conversations, things are a bit strange as a mystery develops. Who are these people? What do they want? Why this house and couple?Bad girl Tricia Helfer as Lila provides the token eye candy. Brian Geraghty has got that Anthony Perkins creep working for him.F-bombs, no nudity, dry humping, women kissing

This is quite a slick looking low-budget entry that is nothing if not well shot. It is a combination of Slasher, Home Invasion, Psychological Movies that has nothing new to offer. A sleek vista of external pretty structures and people who can be extremely ugly internally.This is finely acted and the killings are brutal and there is an air of tension but it all seems rather vapid considering all the carnage with some incestuous carnal knowledge that is hardly explored or explained.It is so thinly written and the short running time hardly allows for much in-depth display of interesting complex psychopathy. The Movie moves along with some intrigue but it is all as anorexic as the supposedly alluring and sexy dominatrix.After all, it is worth a view for fans of perversion and playful and detached sociopaths who look like the ordinary, well groomed neighbors who may live on your block in the last house on the left. The original owners should have put a panic room in the cellar. View with low expectations and you might find this OK from a first time Director that has a better eye for architecture than the arcane or so called Cult Movies.

...which is to say, brief appearances by writer/director Andrew "I should stick with producing" Paquin's well-known sister and her husband/acting partner, Steven "True Blood" Moyer. The script is derivative to the extreme, offering absolutely nothing new in any way, shape, or form, never mind the silicon-enhanced but otherwise brittle and anorexic appeal of Tricia "I'm still a Cylon" Helfer, or the workmanlike performance of Brian "The Hurt Locker" Geraghty, who mines Anthony Perkins territory as best he can manage. "Open House" presents a home invasion scenario that stretches audience credulity to the breaking point, and characters that fail to engage in any significant way; it's quite obviously a vanity project to the extreme. There's absolutely nothing here to praise; it's pretty much a paint-by-numbers--of use as a soporific only--mess that kept a bunch of Hollywooders briefly employed, and further proof that public library video purchasers need more guidance in allocating their budgets. Completely dispensable.

I think I'm right in saying that this is director/writer Andrew Paquin's first major outing and I'm sad to say, he's in the wrong job.There are some good to great performances here, but it's only the acting that really saves it. The characters are shallowly written, I really didn't care too much about any of them. Anna Paquin hardly gets a line, but Brian Geraghty is suitably 'disturbed'.The film is carried very much by the evil Tricia Helfer, who alone might swing the male vote in tight and revealing costumes.The plot sways from predictable to juvenile and never really raises it's game at all. The 'gore' is of a strawberry-jam level, with coy cut-aways that don't even put it in the 'Slasher' genre.The last ten minutes were interesting but by then I was looking for a knife myself.... What were the producers thinking?3/10.