"I'm a soldier, man. I like guns."
Completely baffled as to how The Guest is as beloved as it is. What's briefly promising conceptually turns into something incessantly silly, the agenda of certain characters, and diversions the narrative takes, butting heads with the constantly fluctuating tone that never finds a comfortable balance. It builds up a focal mystery that resolves in a vague, deeply unsatisfying manner, with a drove of supporting characters that prove incapable of their respective functions, and…