M. Night Shyamalan has lept from his recent dry spell of pretentious and less-than-stellar films with “The Visit,” a thriller that restored my faith in the director.

“The Visit” centers around two children who leave their home to visit their grandparents for a week after years of not seeing them. The children decide to make a film about the house their mother grew up in, which sets up the faux-documentary style of the movie. Early into the visit, the children discover all is not as it seems with their grandparents. With subtle gore, jump scares and a wicked twist, “The Visit” perfectly pairs attractive aspects of modern horror with well-timed comedy and gorgeous cinematography to create an instant classic.

The children, Becca and Tyler, were portrayed extremely well. The acting was believable and they had fantastic chemistry as siblings. Tyler, played by Ed Oxenbould, was my favorite part of the film. He carried the 13-year-old boy vibe really well, referring to himself by his rapper name and freestyling about upside-down pineapple cake. His humor created some breathing room between jump scares and kept the atmosphere of the movie comfortable until the climax.

Tyler’s older sister Becca added the air of forced maturity common with most 15-year-old girls. We are shown the emotional scarring and bitterness Becca is holding onto after her father leaves. Through the documentary style of the film, we are shown Becca’s need for control in her life and the personal struggles she is going through.

True to Shyamalan’s reputation, the movie ended with a twist. While still unexpected, it was nothing compared to his earlier films. I enjoyed the movie, but still expected a little more from him.