Independent horror is undergoing a revival at the moment - with more attention paid to script and mood and less to flashy goriness. This can inevitably disappoint those who are looking for a little more flash in their movie, and, indeed, I've heard many of these kinds of films described as "not really horror"by those who were really looking for a bit more bite in their movie. Such people are probably going to be a bit frustrated by "It Comes At Night", and to be honest, I kinda was a little too.
My individual critical whatsit tends to ping that "It Comes at Night" leans far enough over to the "subtle" end of the spectrum that it comes perilously close to not having anything to offer at all. Which is not entirely fair - there is a reasonable amount of tension in this story of a small family, retreating from an infected outside world that appears dangerous and threatening, who encounter another trio when the father of the second family knocks on their door, and about the delicate state of trust that they try to survive with. But there's nothing spectacularly new here - certainly, the acting, led by Joel Edgerton and a cast of virtual unknowns, is fine - but there isn't quite enough substance here to make this more than a reasonable execution of a very familiar premise.
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