Over Your Dead Body (2026)

Over Your Dead Body is the kind of wickedly entertaining thriller that knows exactly how to keep you laughing even as it tightens the screws—an intimate two-hander that turns “couples retreat” into a pressure cooker of secrets, spite, and razor-wire suspense. Jorma Taccone brings a sly, mischievous rhythm to the mayhem, letting the comedy arise from character and timing rather than cheap winks, while Jason Segel and Samara Weaving commit so fully you can feel every smile curdle into menace. The tone is tense, nasty, and gleefully unpredictable, with gore that lands like punctuation instead of noise, and a supporting presence from Timothy Olyphant that adds extra spark. It’s not for the squeamish—or anyone sensitive to the film’s heavy content warnings—but if you like your thrills with bite, blood, and genuinely game performances, this one is a blast.

Over Your Dead Body is clearly aiming for a twisted, darkly comic marital thriller where the “reconnect” weekend becomes a cat-and-mouse bloodbath, and you can feel Jorma Taccone trying to juggle tension with shock laughs. The problem is the script often plays flat, and the humor can come off mean-spirited rather than clever, which makes the violence feel less earned and more like sadism for its own sake. Add in the heavy R-rated content (including sexual assault) and a cynical finish, and this is the kind of movie that can leave you feeling grimy instead of thrilled. If you’re into nasty, pitch-black relationship horror and can ride out tonal whiplash, Segel and Weaving’s commitment and Olyphant’s presence may keep you watching—but if you want a smart, balanced thriller with satisfying payoff, this probably isn’t your cabin getaway.