While George and son set out to set up their sailboat, Ann prepares dinner. A knock at the door brings the young man, Peter (Brady Corbet), clad entirely in tennis whites, and for some reason, white linen gloves. Everything about him screams rich and boarding school upbringing but it doesn't take long to see that the look in his eyes betrays something far more dark and devious. "Funny Games" quickly devolves into a cat and mouse game where we don't know why but we do know that we are heading down a very twisted road. Next at the door appears Paul (Michael Pitt) a near carbon copy of Peter in style, demeanor and dress. Peter and Paul are not very nice young men. There's an understatement.
We never find out what is driving the two young men and that's fine. Where it begins to fall apart is when Peter talks to the viewing audience. That sort of shtick works very well in comedy (see Bob Hope, Marx Brothers, Woody Allen etc.) but takes us out of the tenseness of the moment in a thriller. Haneke is not satisfied with that gimmick. He later goes for beyond absurd with a scene that belongs in a science fiction film. It is at that moment that my great admiration for what I am watching turns into total disgust at Haneke's lack of respect for his audience's brains.
