oh my god this is boring. what happened, hough?

Offbeat chiller. An exceptional cast and some nice, sick touches, but this fumbles the ball where it counts, especially in a needlessly rushed ending. Pollard is his usual ingratiatingly weird self.

You know what direction the flick is headed as soon as one of Ma and Pa's infantile middle-aged offspring asks a bewildered yuppie, "Wanna ride our swing?" Its pedestrian, Ed Gein-inspired plot notwithstanding, this comes through with an impressive array of truly sicko surprises. Steiger and De Carlo are consistently entertaining in what may be the most humiliating roles of their long and checkered careers, while Pollard giggles and drools convincingly as one of their dim-witted sons.