In Jordan Peele’s debut, he officially declares his independence, not only from the comedic partnership of Key & Peele but also from their sketch comedy roots; nevertheless, it still lurks in the background in a film that comes across as a sketch idea that ends up translating better than expected in feature length form. There is more creepiness and dark humour than proper horror here, even though the last 15 minutes is pure blood and gore and all the more satisfying for it. Peele’s directing is assured and his own script delivers an unsettling something’s not quite right feeling against the idyllic and very white suburbia setting, while Bradley Whitford, Allison Williams and Catherine Keener bring The Stepford Wives/Rosemary’s Baby vibe on. Perhaps it is done so well, there seems to be little room left for any doubts or surprises on the fate of the unsuspecting black boyfriend, played with wide-eyed innocence by newcomer Daniel Kaluuya. As with most films of this genre, the final act has convenient plot contrivances that are papered over by one-liners but it is to the film’s credit that it still never loses its charm or its hold over its audience. While the film touches on issues such as race and race relations, this Twilight Zone take on Guess Who’s Coming to Dinner is clever and thoughtful, timely even, but hardly groundbreaking and its satirical value is limited. In other words, one shouldn’t read too much into what is essentially a fun piece of escapist entertainment.