There are strangers in the house on this week’s Servant, the Apple TV+ show about the absurd goings on in a Philadelphia townhouse.

Writer Tony Basgallop and director/producer M. Night Shyamalan continue to reap rich rewards from showing what it looks like when the kookiest people in town try to do things normally. Mystic nightmare nanny Leanne thinks every shadow is a murderer, and Dorothy doesn’t seem to think anything is wrong.

The truth likely lies somewhere in between, but who knows if they can keep it together long enough to discover what’s really going on.

Servant, the brainchild of producer/director M. Night Shyamalan and writer Tony Basgallop, is back for more perversity, more cultish derangement, and more exquisitely photographed food.

The sleeper Apple TV+ hit comes roaring back for a well-deserved victory lap this Friday. And in this second season, everyone from the characters to the directors seems to know it’s time to take off the gloves.

A spooky nanny. A creepy baby. And a whole bunch of crazy plot twists. It can only be Servant, M. Night Shyamalan and Tony Basgallop’s psychological horror series for Apple TV+.

The series debuted on Thanksgiving, and I’ve already hungrily snarfed down the first 30-minute episode. While I’m not yet sure if it’s enjoyable junk food or a balanced, healthy meal, I liked it a whole lot. Check out my episode one Servant review.

The first full trailer for Servant, M. Night Shyamalan’s upcoming Apple TV+ show, kicks the nightmare nanny storyline up a notch. This twisted-looking series — with its tagline, “Doubt what you believe” — looks creepy as can be.

The frightening fake baby isn’t a Shyamalan-style twist. And the mysterious woman hired to take care of the doll might not be as weird as the family she works for. This one looks interesting!

A new photo and a few fresh plot details shed light on Servant, the mysterious M. Night Shyamalan TV show coming soon to Apple TV+.

The picture shows Harry Potter’s Rupert Grint, who stars in the show, which Shyamalan describes as a potboiler fueled by paranoia. And then there’s those creepy baby feet …