I’ll kick this one off with a little warning: I’m extremely biased in favor of Samuel L. Jackson. Sam Jack is good in pretty much anything, one of only a handful of actors who can say the same, at least as far as I’m concerned. So when I laid hands on a copy of Lakeview Terrace, I was expecting him to bring a solid performance. How was the rest of the movie around him? More on that directly—but first, plot recap time.
When a young interracial couple moves into the neighborhood on Lakeview Terrace in sunny California, they think they’re really moving up in the world. At least until they run afoul of their next-door neighbor, a racist cop who doesn’t approve of their relationship. He’s also a stern disciplinarian of a single father, and the police precinct at which he works has a whole host of question marks on his record. So when this unstable cop goes up against this young couple, in the midst of wildfire season, no less, it’s only a question of who will survive the encounter.
After all…when your psycho neighbor’s a cop…it’s hard to call the cops on him.
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