Wednesday, April 27, 2016

Special


There's something about the way this movie was produced, directed, written, and portrayed by actors that's just so effective and fantastic. Who says you need to be melodramatic emphasizing a father's love for his son? To be glossy showcasing a sci-fi concept? To have adrenaline-laden score to mount thrill? 

This is the humanized version of E.T., the nephew of Looper, the raw re-imagining of Signs, the PG counterpart of Nightcrawler, the Beyoncé (circa Lemonade) foray into Spielberg territory, the middle finger of independent filmmaking to all-CG, zero-sense mainstream sh*t.

Didn't regret watching this over Civil War. Mainstream sci-fi lost me with that "BvS" thingy, with Allegiant, Scorch Trials, and even that otherwise unfantastic Fantastic Four.

The only horrible decision the producers have made was there from the get-go: the poster.

PS: Jericho Rosales needs himself some Michael Shannon influence in the father role category.

9.2 out of 10 stars!

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