The ‘Burbs sets out to be a dark suburban comedy full of paranoia, conformity, and fear of the weirdo next door—but it never quite finds its footing. It flirts with satire—nosy neighbours, group hysteria, thinly veiled prejudice—but quickly swaps insight for pratfalls, yelling, and the kind of chaos that feels more exhausting than funny. The tone swings wildly, like the film itself can’t decide whether it wants to creep you out or crack you up.
Tom Hanks does his best, the poor guy, trying to anchor the madness with charm and exasperated dad energy. Meanwhile, the rest of the cast seems to be competing to see who can be the loudest, weirdest, or most cartoonish. Corey Feldman strolls through like he’s in his own movie—frankly, that might’ve been the better one.
In the end, The ‘Burbs is all noise and nervous energy—an overlong sketch in search of a punchline.