The feel-bad hit of the winter
Feb. 2nd, 2008 12:18 amI went to see Cloverfield after work today. The verdict: it's way more effective than a giant monster movie has any right to be. Holy shit.
I went in expecting a big dumb monster movie. I didn't expect it to actually be, you know, scary. I was in for a big surprise. That movie is intense! It's sort of like how all those kids were dropped off to see a matinee of Night of the Living Dead by their parents, thinking it was just a harmless spooky movie, only to come home shellshocked and shaken*. The premise is basically "Godzilla from the POV of the poor bastards getting stepped on", but Manhattan has never felt more like the Nostromo from Alien. As I walked home from the BART station, I still felt claustrophobic, despite being out in the open. When the huge creature is rampaging through town, tossing rubble and crushing everything in its path, being able to run is no protection—you're just as trapped as if you're hiding in a cardboard box.
Speaking of which, it really hits on all of the big fears: claustrophobia, acrophobia, arachnophobia, agoraphobia (big time! it's practically the whole movie), fear of the dark, and a touch of body horror. Large things crushing you. Small, fast things clawing and biting you. Even gephyrophobia and aviophobia get in there. If you suffer from any of these fears, you will probably end the movie in the fetal position.
A lot of critics have pointed out that the movie has a shaky camera for pretty much the entire running time. It's true, and if you find that shaky cameras in movies make you motion sick you should probably sit this one out. I found it irritating in the beginning, when it's mostly just people talking, but when the main action starts (just when the shakily filmed conversations have really worn out their welcome), you don't even notice the shakiness, and the "verité" approach just works. You feel like you're there, looking at what the cameraman is looking at, seeing only what he can see (and, more importantly, not seeing what he can't).
The dialogue was a bit whedonesque at times ("Another something. Also terrible."), but it didn't detract.
( spoilery conclusion and footnotes )
P.S. Did anybody else who watched the movie also notice that the ending theme was a total homage to the classic Godzilla score?
I went in expecting a big dumb monster movie. I didn't expect it to actually be, you know, scary. I was in for a big surprise. That movie is intense! It's sort of like how all those kids were dropped off to see a matinee of Night of the Living Dead by their parents, thinking it was just a harmless spooky movie, only to come home shellshocked and shaken*. The premise is basically "Godzilla from the POV of the poor bastards getting stepped on", but Manhattan has never felt more like the Nostromo from Alien. As I walked home from the BART station, I still felt claustrophobic, despite being out in the open. When the huge creature is rampaging through town, tossing rubble and crushing everything in its path, being able to run is no protection—you're just as trapped as if you're hiding in a cardboard box.
Speaking of which, it really hits on all of the big fears: claustrophobia, acrophobia, arachnophobia, agoraphobia (big time! it's practically the whole movie), fear of the dark, and a touch of body horror. Large things crushing you. Small, fast things clawing and biting you. Even gephyrophobia and aviophobia get in there. If you suffer from any of these fears, you will probably end the movie in the fetal position.
A lot of critics have pointed out that the movie has a shaky camera for pretty much the entire running time. It's true, and if you find that shaky cameras in movies make you motion sick you should probably sit this one out. I found it irritating in the beginning, when it's mostly just people talking, but when the main action starts (just when the shakily filmed conversations have really worn out their welcome), you don't even notice the shakiness, and the "verité" approach just works. You feel like you're there, looking at what the cameraman is looking at, seeing only what he can see (and, more importantly, not seeing what he can't).
The dialogue was a bit whedonesque at times ("Another something. Also terrible."), but it didn't detract.
( spoilery conclusion and footnotes )
P.S. Did anybody else who watched the movie also notice that the ending theme was a total homage to the classic Godzilla score?