A review by Brooks Rich Using quarantine to catch up on reviews that should have been posted. Here we have a film perfect for quarantine viewing. The Witch director Robert Eggers follows up that masterpiece with this dizzying insane descent into madness, mermaids, and masturbation buoyed by two of the best performances from last year. The Witch was called a New England Folktale. The Lighthouse should be called a New England Fever Dream. Two men are assigned with maintaining a lighthouse on a remote island in New England circa 1890. It's hard for me to describe what follows, but Eggers takes us on one of the a truly bizarre and disturbing journey. Eggers is a director that never lets his viewers relax.Like in The Witch, when we're nervous from the second the family leaves the safety of the community, we are tense the second our two characters set foot on the island. That tension doesn't stop until the screen goes to black and it says directed by Robert Eggers. ...