It has begun.
The modern reboot of the classic Universal Monsters universe has begun. I wouldn’t have expected it to be the Invisible Man who led the charge, served as vanguard, became the standard-bearer, but here we are. And it couldn’t be any better. Leigh Whannel’s THE INVISIBLE MAN is a modern masterpiece. It’s perfect, epic. This is the one we’ve been waiting for, my fellow Universal Monsters fanatics, those of us who have sat through Brendan Frazer’s Mummy movies (as much fun as the first two were, they were not the movies we would have preferred), and then the one with Tom Cruise, and the false starts of THE WOLFMAN remake and DRACULA UNTOLD. From the ashes of defeat the Dark Universe has been reborn, and its foundation is solid as bedrock.
Not only is the material treated seriously, but it’s actually *scary.* Granted I’m never scared by Horror movies, especially Monster movies, because I’m always rooting for the Monster, but I am capable of appreciating a nerve-straining, tense, slow-burn ratcheting up of the aura of menace that this movie delivers in spades. The Invisible Man doesn’t have teeth and claws like most of the other Monsters. He doesn’t have supernatural strength. His power is that he can be *anywhere*. And you’d never see him coming. Telling that story from the victim’s point of view was the right move. Action-adventure, sanitized teen-bait popcorn fare? Oh, no. This is a HORROR movie. And it’s a damn good one.
Go see this one, friends. The future of the Universal Monsters in new movies is up to us. We need to show the love. And it’s so satisfying to leave a theater feeling that your money was well-spent. THE INVISIBLE MAN would be a bargain at double the price.