The Red House Reviews
This film noir is a sort of combination of Andy Hardy and Halloween. Four clean cut kids...or to be exact, three clean cut kids and one with, well, issues...can't figure out why Meg's adoptive dad Pete (Edward G. Robinson) is so secretive about the less tended area of his farm. They know he lost his leg there, and their Andy Hardy go-toit-iveness gives them the gumption to ignore Pete's warnings and explore till they find a red house covered with eighteen years or so of untended farm. When the kid with issues, who's agreed to keep the other kids out with the help of a shotgun shoots and kills someone, the jig is up, and we find that Edward G. Robinson has actually been cast to type and, you guessed it, there are several decaying bodies belonging to Meg's real family in the red house. Pete, in a jealous rage, intends to add Meg's to the pile, until the most Andy Hardy-esque of the kids comes to the rescue with the sheriff.
This missed four stars in my rating because of the unbelievability at the end. Pete, realizing he was going to spend his life behind bars or worse, drives into the swamp and sinks slowly into it, the kid and the sheriff staring him the whole time. In reality, the sheriff would have called backup and a tow truck with a crane, pulled the guy out, handcuffed him and immediately brought him to PES for a psychiatric evaluation.