Wow. I did not have my hopes up, but I never expected a review like this:
A bunch of young, wealthy, utterly bland, similar-looking, Manhattan twentysomethings have a going away party for another young, wealthy, utterly bland, similar-looking, Manhattan twentysomething. After twenty minutes, the party’s finally interrupted by a rampaging “lizard” about the size of Godzilla. This forces the young, wealthy, utterly bland, similar-looking, Manhattan twentysomethings to run through the streets trying to save a young, wealthy, utterly bland, similar-looking Midtown twentysomething.
Save your money. Do this instead. Play 1998’s Godzilla on your TV with the sound off and record it with your own camcorder as you dance the hokey pokey. For a soundtrack find four of the stupidest public school educated teenagers in your neighborhood to come over and say things like, Dude, look out. Oh, man, we’re in trouble. What was that noise?
And this was after the other Harry loved on Cloverfield:
Having seen the film, I can tell you – I have completely forgotten the marketing. I no longer care why the film is titled CLOVERFIELD, I don’t think it has a secret meaning – other than the fact that the movie that the marketing would lead you to, if it will… will knock your cinema-going mind into the floor of the theater.
CLOVERFIELD is a bold genre-reinvention unlike anything we’ve ever seen before.
My son and I have had a running debate ever since the first teaser and through the actual trailer. He's relatively interested and I'm in fear that this will be crap. So far the crap reviews are winning, and yet I'm still tempted to go see it.
Why? For my first peek at this.
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