DVD Review

 

Cloverfield

Director: Matt Reeves
Cast:
Michael Stahl-David, T.J. Miller, Jessica Lucas and Odette Yutsman

DVD release:
22 May 2008
Rated
M

DVD features:

* Audio Commentary by Director Matt Reeves
* The Making of Cloverfield VFX Piece
* Alternate Ending
* Deleted Scenes
* Theatrical Trailer

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Shakin' all over

J. J. Abrams and his team have cobbled together some well worn themes with Cloverfield; but come up with an OK movie. It will keep you on the edge of the seat as the action seldom takes pauses, and there are some spectacular moments despite more nagging holes in the script than a slab of Gruyere cheese.

Just be thankful it's on DVD and not an IMAX screen or you’d need the little brown bag once so dear to airlines; but even so motion sickness remains a possibility. Following in the shaky footsteps of The Blair Witch Project, this whole movie is supposedly shot on a hand held video camera by the worst amateur in the world. Of course not true, home videos are never like this with deafening surround sound and studio editing of different takes of the party dialogue. Never mind – you won’t notice as you grab another handful of popcorn.

The plot is basic and predictable. Friends of Rob (Michael Stahl-David) are hosting his farewell party in New York City. Recording the event is Hud (T. J. Miller) his pal with a video camera who hasn’t the faintest idea of how to use the thing. In the midst of the festivities there is a thunderous explosion as a skyscraper sized horror/creature decides to devour Manhattan for reasons not explained. Possibly because it’s a distant offspring of Godzilla with it’s destructive nature. The friends run down to the street as the head of the statue of Liberty lands at their feet. Not encouraging; particularly as buildings are being demolished right and left. Ron decides to rescue girl friend Beth (Odette Yustman) who lives on the 49th floor of an apartment block now in the path of the marauding monster. So an unwise perilous journey begins to make the rescue as the creature mangles the city and its people.

For all the problems with hand held camera the story bats along at a neat pace - once we get through the opening mindless party scene which sets up a suspenseful ten minutes or so before the big bang. The first appearance of the monster is very effective indeed, hand held or otherwise. For the early part of the movie we only see glimpses of the creature, which makes it more frightening than a fully visible and obviously CG Godzilla from Hell. The little fast moving spider critters are even more scary.

Some effective touches are the riderless carriage in Central Park, the shop looting, and the fleeing rats in the underground tunnel. A more disturbing image shows a collapsing skyscraper echoing 9/11.The actual panic of the fleeing crowds is created with the real feeling of what it’s like under attack. Less credible is the romantic spin in the middle of the mayhem.

Cloverfield is produced by J.J. Abrams, the man behind the unusual TV series Lost, who is now making his presence felt on the big screen. I’m not sure how dyed in the wool sci-fi fans will take to this, as there are some technical problems left unexplained including the origin of the big beastie (and don’t you dare say Japan). It’s surely derivative, but in its favour the direction by Matt Reeves is crisp, and the running time a commendable 85 minutes - and it’s a thrill ride for most of that.

Let’s be not too hard on the sci-fi technical matters or the perfunctory script and acting - in the wash-up it’s the excellent special effects that make the flick work. Aimed an audience the age of the characters in the film, and while certainly not sci-fi in the 2001: A Space Odyssey class, Cloverfield is entertaining and does well reviving those days of wonder when an earlier plasticine Godzilla knocked a bits off the miniature set. There is much unanswered and the ending leaves you in grave doubt for our future - or more likely the appearance of a shaky sequel.

John Bale

 

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