Generation AWSOM nerdery at its absolute worst. I did have some fun with Peter Stormare and Famke Janssen's gleeful overacting, and with Bjørn Sundquist speaking English.
Suggested themes for a more thorough review:
1. Is there really any difference between video games and films like this, these days? You know, except the pesky interactive parts in games.
2. Casual misogony in mainstream trash culture.
3. Tommy Wirkola: worst sense of humour in the world, or worst sense of humour in the world?
This film popularized the disaster-genre, but it's not my favourite. The soapy bits are pretty unsufferable, and there's all too much of it. And when the disaster finally strikes it's very tame compared to the later and wilder entries in the canon. I did like the suave late 60s airfare aesthetics and all the split screen coolness, though.
I just don't understand how I've managed to avoid this until now. I mean, it's about one man waging war against capitalism armed only with a shotgun and an enormous mullet. How cool is that? It's the coolest, I'll tell you. There's even an extended wrestling sequence!
This a very stupid film, done in a very smart way. The most amazing thing is really that this was made in the Reagan-era, not in the early 70s by countercultural doped up hippies. The Thing will forever be my favourite Carpenter film, but I actually think They Live comes in a close second.
This is what mainstream cinema should be like. The story in itself is pulpy and rather far fetched, but the film treats it with respect, with healthy doses of solid acting, effective storytelling, and no irony. Best of all, there's no romantic subplots, no funny sidekicks, no flashy camera movements, or any of the other usual plagues of modern cinema. Sleep Tight is simply a cynical and taut little thriller in the proud tradition of Hitchcock and Polanski. Good stuff.