New to Netflix: a television-tempered thriller in which the winds of mystery act as a vacuum to reasoning. Katie (Camila Mendes), a caregiver four months on the job, arrives at work to find her 88-year-old charge (Elliott Gould) dead in the attic. Before the meat wagon arrives, Katie and her always-around husband Adam (Jessie T. Usher) rummage through the old man’s belongings and find a trunk filled with $100,000 in scattered green. Adam returns to relieve the chest of its contents, only to be met by a blow to the head from a fellow home invader. Why didn’t the clobberer abscond with the loot? Furthermore, upon regaining consciousness, why didn’t Adam make off with the cash just as he intended? Try as director Michael Scott might to pin the blame for Gould’s death on Adam, the sleight of hand is obvious here, to the point where it makes the real villain in the piece stand out all the more. With: Jamie Chung as the sketchy lawyer and Cam Gigandet as a slimy, uni-functional “real estate agent.” (2020) — Scott Marks