The Strangers – Chapter 3 Review: Lifeless, Boring and Thoroughly Uninteresting Trilogy Comes to a Dull, Whimpering End

Here’s the thing: if you’re going to spend time explaining who the titular strangers are, they no longer become strangers, and now they’re a hell of a lot less scary. It’s almost impressive just how fundamentally wrong Renny Harlin’s trilogy has understood the appeal of the characters originally created by Bryan Bertino. Of course people left the original film wondering who these sadistic serial killers are and why they do what they do, but that doesn’t mean you spend four and half hours over three films dispelling the entire mystery. The whole point of Bertino’s original was to prey upon the unseen and the unexplained. Here is the American suburban nightmare: You get attacked for no reason. Nowhere is safe to hide from the whims of the sociopathic. I can’t think of anything less interesting than understanding Scarecrow’s childhood.