Wednesday, 2 February 2011

The Crazies: There’s something in the water …


Hmmm …

You know, I think that Movie Night Adrian, Kevin D and I are possibly going to have a …

Disagreement …

Possibly …

Because last night’s movie … ?

Had a mixed bunch of reactions, it really did …

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The film in question was the 2010 remake of a George A Romero original, called The Crazies.

Which is where I’d thought Kevin wasn’t too stunned: he’s generally ambivalent about remakes, and fond of George A. Romero.

At any rate, let me sum up, briefly, for you …

The Crazies sees Tim Olyphant as David Dutten, the sheriff of the small Iowa town of Ogden Marsh.

Who, whilst at the town’s spring fair and baseball game, has to kill a fellow townsman wondering around — on the pitch, itself — with a loaded shotgun.

It’s not long before other residents start acting in similar, slightly stoned, ways: Middle America, before you say anything, not the types who’d usually go for Moroccan tomato plants …

What’s more …

What’s more, as the film progresses, Dutten finds that many of Ogden Marsh’s residents are getting crazy enough to kill.

And that the US Army, for reason’s of its own, is doing some serious, environment-suited investigating …

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At any rate, I do know I enjoyed it.

The Crazies makes no claims to be high art, but then I don’t think it’s aiming to be this year’s Palme D’or-winning, art-house flick*.

It’s a horror/sci-fi/conspiracy/action flick that expects you too eat your popcorn and maybe jump when something goes off, explodes or gets shot!

But I’ll leave you with a few ratings — Adrian and Kevin have just texted their’s over — and maybe the trailer.

The Crazies.

Paul: Not sure if I’d keep it, but I’m watching it again. ★★(½)☆☆

Movie Night Adrian: “Low-brow fodder.” ★☆☆☆

Kevin D: “The execution could’ve been better: and the scares were obviously signposted, a problem that afflicts most horror flicks, now.” ★★☆☆





* You know the ones I mean: they’re usually somewhere foreign, in French/Russian/Iraqi Arabic/Parsi, and about people having angst-ridden moments of dread and uncertainty, against the backdrop of a world beset by war and lunacy. And don’t have enough tentacles.

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