Movie Review: A QUIET PLACE
One of the few sitcoms of recent years I ever watched was THE OFFICE, so I knew John Krasinski already, but I never would have guessed that the likeable and sarcastic Jim Halpert would have the Horror chops for something like this. Wow. That one word sums it up. Just, wow. Krasinski co-wrote, directed, and produced A QUIET PLACE, which continues the trend of high quality, topnotch Horror projects we’ve been able to enjoy. In an age when Horror movies are getting Oscar nominations (and winning!), A QUIET PLACE stands as tall as any of them. In fact, I wouldn’t be surprised to see Emily Blunt get a nomination next year for her performance, if the film gets nothing else (even though it deserves more). She’s amazing. The movie’s amazing.
There was that flick some years back called HIGH TENSION. Remember it? It was touted as offering just what its title promised, but I found the film sadly underwhelming. A QUIET PLACE, though, lives up to that other, (far) lesser picture’s promise. It is 85 minutes of unrelenting intensity. I don’t ever get scared by Horror movies–because I always root for the monsters–but I have been told by people whose opinions I trust that the movie is “scary as f*ck!” So I’m comfortable passing that along to you all.
If you’re like me, though, what you REALLY want to know about is the monsters. Am I right? I can tell you that if the creature from CLOVERFIELD and the Demogorgon from STRANGER THINGS had a baby, and that baby then had a baby of its own with the Alien Xenomorph, and then THAT baby had a baby with the creature from the underrated chestnut GREMLIN (not to be confused with GREMLINS, plural), that’s what the monster would look like. Can you picture it?