This is pretty miserable, even for a dramedy, but I generally liked what it was going for, even if the execution left a bit to be desired. I kept thinking of Banshees of Inisherin at times, but maybe only because of all the drinking and because Daniel Bruhl's co-star looked a little like Brendan Gleeson.
I wonder if Bruhl had a bad experience with someone who didn't like his acting at a bar, and then made this film to imagine that interaction being pushed as far as possible. If Misery is about a creative person encountering their number #1 fan, but that fan is crazy, then Next Door is about encountering one's number #1 hater, but that hater is a bit less crazy. Also, they don't want to do physical harm, but seem willing to go to great lengths to inflict psychological torment.
The stress caused is almost funny, but it's mostly just bitter and downbeat. It's a nihilistic watch, so some of that lack of satisfaction is intended, but still, I wish it had just had something more to offer by the time it started wrapping up.
If you're after a bottle movie, this works decently enough, though. It is solidly acted and directed, and proves mostly engaging for its brief runtime. It's not quite a great film, but Next Door is solid enough. I don't regret watching it, and it's always nice to find the time to check out something offbeat and far from widely discussed.
