I try not to watch lifetime movies very often, they are the same dramatic script over and over again, just with a different below mediocre cast.

So why did I decide to watch this movie? It was starting on a Saturday and I was too lazy to find something else.

This movie is so lame. Could they not have tried a little harder? I always find female murders quite funny in the lifetime realm. They are able to know where and be places before their victims (when it was not scheduled),lurk in the shadows (or broad daylight) without ever being spotted, have the strength to murder multiple people and then cover up/hid their dead weight bodies without leaving a drop of evidence. Why? Just simply bc they are obsessed with someone. They are also always beautiful, young and live in nice neighborhoods, so they have nothing else going for them then to murder and obesses over one person? In this case, a nephew. Right.

The kid? He is supposed to be 6? He is almost as tall as all the grown women cast members, has adult teeth and in no way shape or form even resembles a 6 year old. I would say the kid is at the very, very least, 10,12?

The neighbors? Laughable. It's crazy how they can all gather at the drop of a hat to stand around, with their arms folded whispering about someone for whatvever fill in the blank moment. Do none of them have jobs or anything better to do than over the top judge every single thing some woman does, or clearly does not do (the music)? Oh, but once the sun sets and the beautiful 115 lb murderer is out breaking into houses and MURDERING people, it's a ghost town.

I'd also like to know what sound system the main character woman had, it's turned up to "34" yet is so loud, it draws all the surrounding neighbors, you can hear every single word and beat OUTSIDE of doors and walls of the house on a busy afternoon. Good thing only one car of rap listening teens pulled up due to all the flyers that were passed out for this kick ass party!! Whew.

Speaking of this beautiful neighborhood, how does the main character (I honestly don't even know her name, never caught it, never cared) afford this half a million dollar house on a PT salary working at a small gym? Working 3 days a week, I might add. I would guess that is 20k a year, tops.

This movie was so ridiculous, it's actuallu still playing in the background, I have just stopped paying attention. I'm sure coming up is the dramatic showdown between the mom and aunt, mom will say some one liner like "he is MY son" before handing down the final blow. I'm on the edge of my seat, really......

"The Killer Next Door" (a.k.a. "Kill Thy Neighbor," a.k.a. "Hello, Neighbor") is clearly not a depiction of Mr. Rogers' neighborhood!

Julie Caster has begun a new chapter in her life after the tragic death of her husband Matthew in an auto crash. With her little boy Matty, Julie has moved into a beautiful neighborhood near her sister-in-law, Allison (Ally). She has a new job as a physical therapist, a beautiful home, a new boyfriend Blake, and a nice nanny, Marisol Garcialis. And, of course, there is Auntie Ally who dotes on little Matty.

Indeed, Ally's fixation on the little boy drives the film and does so at a labored pace. Early on, the viewer recognizes that Ally is tormenting Julie, attempting to make her the pariah of the neighborhood. The plan works until Julie finally gets wise to the twisted mind of her sister-in-law.

The film was a slow burner with the only missing link the motivation for what is driving Ally. The ultimate revelation was that Ally was Matthew's twin and, in her bizarre thinking, she equated her little nephew with the brother. But it was never a very plausible neurosis.

There were too many unnecessary casualties, including the previous therapist whose death provided the opening for Julie to take her job. Then, there was the nice bicycle cop, who was clocked with a tire iron and disappeared from the film. The angelic Marisol was removed from the script at the three-quarters mark. And poor Blake nearly had his kneecap broken. That is a lot a collateral damage for the sick aunt who wants to only to be close to her nephew.

My parents watched "The Love Boat" every week for ten years. They did the same thing with "Alice". Now I'm doing the same thing with Saturday night Lifetime movies. Obviously, some are better than others. "The Killer Next Door" isn't one of the better ones. The cast does its best but the material is just not there. At the end of the day, it's just kind of silly. I was never tempted to change the channel. If my wife wasn't sitting next to me, I might have. ("Kill Thy Neighbor" aired tonight on Lifetime under the title "The Killer Next Door".)