Vivarium
Jesse Eisenberg stars as his usual bland Michael-Cera-esque-awkward-everyman-without-Michael-Cera's-humor in this single weird idea—without even an explanation, just weirdness—padded out to feature length with a lot of repetition and pointlessness, like a dull episode of one of the much later, unimpressive attempts to reboot "The Twilight Zone".
A couple goes to look at a house in a neighborhood where all the houses are eerily identical, when the estate agent disappears, leaving them there, unable to find a way out of the neighborhood. Food deliveries inexplicably show up, followed by a baby which grows within days to a young boy who inexplicably speaks in an incredibly annoying overdubbed voice of a grown man trying to imitate a young boy, when he's not inexplicably shrieking continuously at the top of his lungs to get what he wants. And frankly there's a lot more totally unexplained weirdness of that nature on this movie's way…
