Amelia (Rebecca Liddiard) is an unreliable narrator, if you will. She's just getting over a bad breakup - maybe - with a man who was wrong for her - perhaps - and is trying to improve her mental health. Or stop taking her pills and ignoring every time her mother calls. She's found her way to a rougher part of the city, living with a roommate named Melinda (Camille Stopps) who may have even more issues than she does.

And oh yes. Their house might be haunted.

Deadbolt is directed by Mars Horodyski and written by Michael Rinaldi (Meet the Killer Parents). It has a nice glossy look that doesn't betray its Tubi origins. And it does a great job of making us wonder who is really trying to drive its heroine even madder.

Amelia has to stay on her meds or she starts to hallucinate. This being a potentially haunted house, that's not a good thing. Nor is the fact that her ex-boyfriend Colin (Joey Belfiore) is continually stalking her, while Melinda's addict boyfriend Mark (Thomas Duplessie) keeps crashing on their couch and speaking of Melinda, what's with that rash that's overtaking her face?

There's a bright spot. Amelia meets an artist named David (Jamie Spielchuk) who is very protective of her in the face of everything she's dealing with, like rats in the basement, a fire in the neighborhood and Bruno (Bill MacDonald), a neighbor who seems threatening but is just dealing with dementia.

Sure, this seems like it could be a Lifetime movie, but is that a bad thing?

... Not. This Tubi special is anything but. It's a psychological thriller of the blandest kind. If this movie were a meal, it would be crock pot tofu. Slow to get done and severely lacking in flavor.

The main character is a standout and any positive that can be heaped on this movie should come through this actress, who is the best thing going for this very simple story. The story is so very thin and very little happens. And the less said about the other actors the better.

The twist is absolutely shocking. Shockingly obvious to the point that during the last 45 minutes of the movie I wanted to yell at the TV. It's him. C'mon, it's him. Can't you see it's HIM? Maybe that's what they were going for.

All in all, it's a watchable little trifle. No nudity, very little violence. A beginner's thriller, if you will.

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