Bil’s rating (out of 5): BBB.5. USA, 2018. Platinum Dunes, Sunday Night. Story by Bryan Woods, Scott Beck, Screenplay by Bryan Woods, Scott Beck, John Krasinski. Cinematography by Charlotte Bruus Christensen. Produced by Michael Bay, Andrew Form, Bradley Fuller. Music by Marco Beltrami. Production Design by Jeffrey Beecroft. Costume Design by Kasia Walicka-Maimone. Film Editing by Christopher Tellefsen. Golden Globe Awards 2018.
An alien invasion has unleashed a population of monsters upon our planet that have nearly destroyed the entire human race, grotesquely shaped creatures who cannot see but have acute echolocation skills that aid them in capturing their prey. What few human survivors there are have adapted by becoming as silent as possible, avoiding speaking with others, walking barefoot on soft ground, avoiding any materials that are noisy (and, not that the film ever deals with it, but hopefully never sneezing ever again). John Krasinki and Emily Blunt play a couple who are trying to stay alive and keep their kids safe after the tragic devastation of the film’s opening sequence has marked them forever, their farmhouse rigged with security cameras and lights and, thanks to their one daughter being hearing impaired (played in a wonderful performance by Wonderstruck‘s Millicent Simmonds), their communication entirely in ASL. Of great concern as they get through their days, however, is the fact that Blunt is pregnant, and babies cannot be told not to cry. Cleverly directed by Krasinski, this juicy chiller has a whole series of terrifying sequences before an ending that does not insult its viewer with any kind of pat reassurance. The performances are all top-notch, Blunt particularly suited to a role that relies on her perpetually fascinating and expressive face, and despite the fact that it is basically one gimmick spread over a feature film, it’s a highly enjoyable viewing experience if you love to be scared out of your wits.