Something about the positioning of the lock box next to the exceedingly generic dozen-unit doorbell, in combination with the multiple segments of black wrought iron gating, makes this entryway look less like that of a residence and more like a penitentiary. Someone has tried to lend some levity, but it’s a sloppy bid, muted by its surroundings. I’m trying to decide whether that Godzilla-spine outline drawn around the intercom speaker is supposed to look like Bart Simpson’s head, which the “HA” suggests.