Predictable, flimsy, badly acted, with flabby execution and cheap thrills, The Guest stands as a corny rehash of B-movie cliches and succeeds as a hodgepodge of horror and camp.
I'm so jealous of you, your natural-born intelligence, your sexual attractiveness and all your wonderful brilliance. You are always ahead no matter how hard I try to catch up with your steps or escape your shadow. But despite all the disatisfactions, I was, am and will be there for you. That's what friends do. That's what friendship is.