2 out of 5

Director: Chris Gorak

Right at Your Door is an example of a one-act movie stretched into 90 minutes. This format can be done successfully, or it can be done with obvious plot excursions just to lengthen the run-time beyond a short. Right… is the latter. The first 30 minutes of this movie are gripping as hell. Real quickly we get a snapshot of a married couple in which the wife (McCormack) is the breadwinner and the husband is a stay-at-home hopeful musician (Cochrane). Their relationship, in one intro scene, is given a nice natural chemistry. When the story begins – dirty bombs go off in downtown LA, with potentially lethal ash fluttering over the whole town – the story stays with Cochrane, as he responds realistically to the crisis, attempting to contact and then find his wife, only being quarantined to his neighborhood and eventually, as instructed by the radio, sealing his home. While there are some worthwhile moments in the remaining hour, and an admittedly surprising touch at the end, it doesnt piece together well, and some things dont ring true, with the suspense taking a massive dive and the dialogue becoming… noise filler. Two stars isnt really fair, but the two-man movie is difficult to spin correctly, and Right at your door starts well but loses too much steam to make it wholly worthwhile.