A promising (and awkward) young FBI agent (with a preternatural gift) is given an unsolved and confounding case involving an elusive serial killer who has struck ten families over thirty years. “Half-psychic” Agent Lee Harker uncovers troubling information pointing to the occult and, more disturbingly, a personal connection to the killer who calls himself “Longlegs”. Apparently the monster has the ability to make the father’s brutally slaughter their own families and then take their own lives. The only reason they have been able to connect anything to the killer, is because he leaves a note behind at the scene. Cage taps into the manic energy of his younger self to disappear into the disturbing role of the titular lunatic and Maika Monroe plays things subdued as our hero. Alicia Witt is there as Harker’s mother and that’s always a good thing. Osgood Perkins has one hell of a reputation in this house with his wonderful The Blackcoat’s Daughter and deeply under-appreciated I Am the Pretty Thing That Lives in the House (and let’s not forget he was David in Legally Blonde) so I’m happy as hell that he’s unleashed another solid bit of genre unease. Foreboding, intriguing, darkly comedic and gradually weirder and weirder, it’s a solid bit of spooky strangeness that eventually spirals out into the inevitable hellish ouroboros that’s been scratching at the back of your brain since the start of things.
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