“Everyone is Going to Die” is a generic home invasion thriller that clumsily struggles with the #MeToo “message” grafted onto it.

It opens with the usual “Funny Games/’The ‘Strangers’ franchise” franchise attack, serves up hints that this assault isn’t as “random” as it seems, lapses into ludicrous theatricality and then leans harder into inept self-awareness of the “I’m the director” giving “Don’t break the fourth wall” notes to her captive cast.

Things get rough before things get ugly — seriously ugly — in the latter acts of this British thriller written and directed by producer turned director Craig Tuohy.

Award winning builder/developer/architect Daniel (Brad Moore) is living large in a remote, designer mansion, enjoying a little S&M single life after splitting from his wife. He has a big deal about to go down.

But for this weekend, he’s back-burnering work and chasing away the bondage playmate (Tamsin Dean) because his teen daughter Imogen (Gledisa Arthur) is coming over for her birthday.

They don’t have five solid minutes to themselves to talk about how little he’s prepared for her birthday and how much trouble’s two-fisted Imogen is getting into at school.

“There’s someone in the garden.” Daniel isn’t finished shouting threats at this masked intruder when another has made her way into the house. Her “present” for Imogen? A shotgun in a box, ready for brandishing.

The women are armed with their faces hidden by DIY theatre masks. Jaime Winstone plays “Comedy,” and her fury and her ego and vanity means she will quickly doff hers. Silent “Tragedy” (Chiara D’Anna) is the other half of a couple Daniel quickly labels “man-hating lesbians.”

But are they? They know about his business, his “deal.” They know better than to steal his car. They have an idea he may have a safe. And if not, they’ve arranged where they want his accounts transferred.

As the violence and threat level ebbs and flows and the upper hand shifts hands, talkaholic Comedy gives away the larger point they expect this assault to achieve — lessons from “the theatre of life.”

“What we do is organize days you never will forget!”

Their aim? Daniel is to be broken and humiliated in front of his daughter.

“Otherwise, what’s the point?”

The dialogue is closer to a monologue as Ray Winstone’s daughter chatters away with insults and threats delivered behind the barrel of her character’s gun.

“What have you got to lose? Aside from your daughter’s face?”

The bursts of violence never quite plant their feet in reality, and for such a short, compact, single-set thriller, the pace just drags.

Tying this all together with “Oh, that explains it” twists never quite comes off. And once you’ve been told “Everyone is Going to Die,” anything less is a bit of a letdown.

Rating: R, disturbing violent content, sexual assault, profanity, and sexual content/nudity.

Cast: Jaime Winstone, Brad Moore, Chiara D’Anna, Gledisa Arthur, Tamsin Dean and Richard Cotton.

Credits: Scripted and directed by Craig Touhy. A Saban Films release.

Running time: 1:22