Get Off My Lawn

The description as listed for this Tubi original movie was this - A sweet suburban couple is terrorized by a deranged teenager and his friends after they purchase his grandfather's sacred home. At the beginning, I did not really consider this to be a horror movie. Tubi categorized it as a thriller. By the end, it ramped up to horror.

The house that the young couple Jason (Tahj Mobry) and Jackie (Camilla Banus) had purchased in as is condition with all the furnishings, without any inspection, and under the asking price. No one has ever lived in this house except the grandpa of teen Alec Todd (Jonah Hwang). And it hasn't been updated in a really long time. Jason and Jackie set their sights on moving in and making this house their home. Several times they have rearranged the furniture and decor in the living room, only to wake up the next morning and find it restored to its original state.

Jason and Jackie meet grandson Alec and he begins to point out things in the house and tell them stories. One of the items that Alec is fixated on is a picture on the wall that has the house "rules" listed on it. Alec is still treating the house as his own, swimming in the pool and showing up inside at unusual times. At first, it seemed like a teenager missing his grandpa and wanting to be close to where he lived. It then turned into fun "pranking" opportunities for himself and his two friends.

Jason calls the police at one point, but the police say they can't help him without any proof. Always the same policeman shows up, and he has an iced coffee in his hand. Maybe symbolizing something, or maybe just an oddity that I noticed. The drink was at different levels in the plastic cup too. Weird.

The couple is broke after buying this home, so they cannot afford a security system to keep Alec out. Even so, I hardly think that it would have deterred him. His prankings got more and more serious and dangerous. You also get a glimpse into his relationship with this father, and you see how maniacal he can be.

I'd have to say this was a fun movie. It was comedic as well as a thriller and horror all rolled up into one. It's only on Tubi, and I'd recommend that you watch it. I give it 4 out of 5 stars.

This movie has same concept as scary movie giving comedic horror film. I thought it was quirky and fun to watch for a good scare and some laughs. The acting was great and it was refreshing to see Tahj on the big screen again. I heard about this movie via Facebook from a random user I don't follow and she let the world know that Tahj was showing his "package" and there were thousands of comments talking about the movie and how much they liked it.

The storyline was not bad but I would have loved to know the relationship between the grandfather and his grandson more. The mom was just the right touch, she looked creepy in the face lol.

Amara Cash's Get Off My Lawn is a tense, twisted suburban thriller that walks a razor-thin line between dread and deadpan. Jonah Hwang delivers a standout performance as Alec, a teen whose seemingly juvenile pranks spiral into something far more dangerous-and oddly hilarious. Opposite him, Tahj Mowry and Camila Banus ground the chaos with sharp, empathetic turns as a couple trying to hold onto their peace, and their sanity.

The film nails a tricky tone: part home-invasion suspense, part psychological mind-game, and part bleak social comedy. Beneath the turf wars and lawn-obsessed one-upmanship lies a deeper story about masculinity, control, and the slow erosion of polite society-told with a knowing wink and some well-earned unease.

Equal parts biting and bizarre, Get Off My Lawn is a tightly-wound, quietly unhinged gem. Tubi continues to prove it's a home for unexpected genre surprises.

Yet another in rare company of persons, characters, books or films that scrape my nerves from the gate so bad that either must needs bail from any proximity thereto and/or Never To Return. In the case of this wannabe thriller, it has *2* such characters that put me in That I Could Not Stand (anymore)! Mode, which "one may presume" (Who Is Killing The Great Chefs Of Europe (1978), 1 of only 2 movies (A Simple Plan (1998) I have found whose filmed versions did their source material the greatest favor) were picked for their roles as being The Perfect Choice(s), which they delivered the "bads" so effectively that barely ½ an hour elapsed before I went into Lolobrickida mode (as above) & left those 2 intolerable performances wheels up in the ditch. 1st off the plate is the antagonist brat boy who wore out his welcome with me faster than with the unwitting couple moved into his grandpa's house, & the other being the male of the couple, whose short supply of spine ("other parts" could apply as well), which his non-Angel Soft waffling dismissal of his lady's concerns is what finally drove me to change the channel. But that gritted teeth overacting guy playing the baby psycho - who can only wish he had the exterior deceptive looks of (way too) many real monstrosities - already had me 7/8ths over my line of tolerance before then; has this been a real circumstance I was facing, his overbearing intrusiveness would've been stomped flatter than an original Hardee's horseburger Real Quick! There wasn't, to the point where like in that horrid book A Simple Plan I literally hurled in the trash after barely a hundred pages, a single redeeming personality other than the lady tenant to even remotely latch onto to root for. Everybody else was variously annoying, irritating & infuriating - especially that brat boy who, the director's fault as with G. Lou Kiss & that wretched Barf Wars trilogy ('99-'05), projected about as much real menace (!) as a bowl of dry cereal. Maybe things manage to take a turn for the intended "worse" after the point where I kicked it past the curb, but that loud screeching sniveling whiner with a role in Superboy ('15) on his résumé - ooh the chills I got just reading that make a space heater jealous! - has a LONG way to go to achieve that kind of convincing depth. Perhaps someday - though not "soon" as Janet Jackson once crooned it - I might just go back to pick it back up from its deserved place in that nice swampy ditch I left it in, for curiosity sake as to how it ends. I sure do hope it's as I'd like! But clearly I'm going to need some stronger Liquid Refreshment than "diet beer" (as in l-i-t-e spells that) to attend it; if that boy doesn't manage to conjure up some real Frighty Night scares to offset his exaggerated grimacing & shrieking that to that point convey nothing of the sort, I'll have some invective for him that will do lots better! Yet another in rare company of persons, characters, books or films that scrape my nerves from the gate so bad that either must needs bail from any proximity thereto and/or Never To Return. In the case of this wannabe thriller, it has *2* such characters that put me in That I Could Not Stand (anymore)! Mode, which "one may presume" (Who Is Killing The Great Chefs Of Europe (1978), 1 of only 2 movies (A Simple Plan (1998) I have found whose filmed versions did their source material the greatest favor) were picked for their roles as being The Perfect Choice(s), which they delivered the "bads" so effectively that barely ½ an hour elapsed before I went into Lolobrickida mode (as above) & left those 2 intolerable performances wheels up in the ditch. 1st off the plate is the antagonist brat boy who wore out his welcome with me faster than with the unwitting couple moved into his grandpa's house, & the other being the male of the couple, whose short supply of spine ("other parts" could apply as well), which his non-Angel Soft waffling dismissal of his lady's concerns is what finally drove me to change the channel. But that gritted teeth overacting guy playing the baby psycho - who can only wish he had the exterior deceptive looks of (way too) many real monstrosities - already had me 7/8ths over my line of tolerance before then; has this been a real circumstance I was facing, his overbearing intrusiveness would've been stomped flatter than an original Hardee's horseburger Real Quick! There wasn't, to the point where like in that horrid book A Simple Plan I literally hurled in the trash after barely a hundred pages, a single redeeming personality other than the lady tenant to even remotely latch onto to root for. Everybody else was variously annoying, irritating & infuriating - especially that brat boy who, the director's fault as with G. Lou Kiss & that wretched Barf Wars trilogy ('99-'05), projected about as much real menace (!) as a bowl of dry cereal. Maybe things manage to take a turn for the intended "worse" after the point where I kicked it past the curb, but that loud screeching sniveling whiner with a role in Superboy ('15) on his résumé - ooh the chills I got just reading that make a space heater jealous! - has a LONG way to go to achieve that kind of convincing depth. Perhaps someday - though not "soon" as Janet Jackson once crooned it - I might just go back to pick it back up from its deserved place in that nice swampy ditch I left it in, for curiosity sake as to how it ends. I sure do hope it's as I'd like! But clearly I'm going to need some stronger Liquid Refreshment than "diet beer" (as in l-i-t-e spells that) to attend it; if that boy doesn't manage to conjure up some real Frighty Night scares to offset his exaggerated grimacing & shrieking that to that point convey nothing of the sort, I'll have some invective for him that will do lots better!

I admit, I started with interested in the movie. Plot seemed ok, actors were engaging, scenery was beautiful. Then, it changed. It went from a thriller/horror to a tongue in cheek camp movie. The story became so bad it was funny. I wondered if they just rewrote the script and let the actors do what they wanted. The horror started to escalate only to make it comical and not real. The bad guy got creepier, and more deranged while the couple seemed to be in a different movie. Bad acting and over acting started to cause the movie to go off kilter and complete change the tone. Free movies on Tubi. Worth watching if you are bored.