Wesley Stilwell

Wesley Stilwell’s name is buzzing lately, all thanks to The Intruder (2024). The movie doesn’t mess around—right from the start, you’re tossed into this unsettling, claustrophobic world where nothing feels safe, and, honestly, you’ll probably keep checking your windows after watching. Stilwell’s character is one of those people who just sticks in your head. He’s got this vibe that makes you question what’s really going on behind closed doors. The story itself? Twists stacked on twists. You think you’ve got it figured out, then—bam—something else happens, and you’re back to square one. What’s wild is how the film doesn’t just rely on cheap jump scares or overdone horror tropes. It’s more psychological, creeping under your skin and making you squirm. It’s not just about someone breaking in; it digs into paranoia, trust (or the total lack of it), and the way your own mind can play tricks on you when you’re scared. Stilwell brings this nervous energy, so even the quiet scenes feel loaded, like something’s about to snap. There’s a lot packed in here about relationships too—who you let into your life, how well you really know anyone, and what happens when boundaries get crossed. The suspense just keeps building, and honestly, the tension never really lets up. By the end, you’re left questioning everything you just saw, and maybe even looking at your own front door a little differently. It’s one of those movies that lingers long after the credits roll.