At MINIMUM I wanted this to develop in such a way that my review could be "more like Male Violent amirite" but they couldn't even give me that.
Jeremy Saulnier the director gets all the plaudits, as is the stupid way of the cinema world, but Jeremy Saulnier the writer puts together a minor master class here. You watch a 95-minute horror thriller and you assume the scenario will be almost elemental in its simplicity, but this movie is actually packed with detail about where our heroes are, how they got there, and who they're dealing with. It's just all communicated in the course of doing plot business.…
The VOD release for this absolutely baffles me. This should be theatrical ONLY - without the first half hour (hour? Two hours? Three hours?) pounding your visual and aural palette into absolute submission, I can't really imagine this apocalyptic fever dream working on you. Ironic detachment kills it too, which is why I was really confused by the brief second-act burst of Nic Cage one-liners that threatens to derail the whole thing. Overall, though, an absolutely singular experience.