Tuesday 27 February 2018

10 Cloverfield Lane (Dan Trachtenberg, 2016)

Mary Elizabeth Winstead wakes up from a car crash to find herself injured and handcuffed in a basement by a disconcertingly forthright captor in the form of John Goodman, who then informs her that she's in a bunker for her own protection because a chemical attack has killed everyone outside. Since Goodman has an abundance of previous in playing superficially friendly psychos, he doesn't exactly engender trust with that statement, and it soon transpires that he's an archetypal survivalist with several screws loose. For a while, the presence of a third person, another man who was contracted to build the bunker, keeps things from boiling over and the appearance of a dying woman at their door dispels doubt about the veracity of the disaster. But it doesn't end there, and when it goes truly off the rails, Winstead's reaction is priceless.
This is related to the 2008 found footage alien monster invasion smash in name only, and thank God for that, since the first film bearing the name was a ludicrously hyped barrage of shaky camera filming unbearable arseholes running to and fro. It's no masterpiece of any genre, but it does keep you watching because you simply don't know what genre it really belongs in until very late in the game.

6/10

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