This is one of those crackerjack thrillers that really sneaks up on you. Just when you’re comfortably nestled into The Clovehitch Killer and think you know how it’s going to play out, the film will switch gears and take you somewhere you didn’t expect. It’s structurally surprising but unfolds in such a clinical, matter-of-fact manner, it’s enough to make your blood run cold. Director Duncan Skiles favours distant, methodical masters and deliberate cutting rather than showy coverage and that, paired with just how banal all the environments and people look, make this a disquieting, gripping watch. There’s a home invasion sequence (showcased on the film’s poster) that is among the most unnerving scenes I’ve sat through recently. Dylan McDermott is terrific too.