26 year-old moron. Wanna-be writer.
“America’s number one, bitch!”
the bones of the story are really interesting. a squad of national guard trainees preparing for the war in the Middle East get sidetracked from their combat training and instead are forced to confront a different enemy born from American imperialism.
afterward I was pleased to discover that the screenplay was written by Wes Craven and his son, Jonathan. that info makes it a lot less surprising that the script is the best thing going on…
"You are who you choose to be."
Cold War paranoia used as a vehicle to tell one of the most tender stories about identity and reconciling one's nature, well, ever. It shatters my heart into a million pieces every time, then–as miraculous as the Giant's initial arrival–remotely reassembles the shards and leaves me with the biggest, dumbest smile on my face.
This review may contain spoilers. I can handle the truth.
“Bear with us now, trained animals can be unpredictable.”
Creature design leaves something to be desired for me but Peele continues to absolutely nail his character building, atmosphere, and laser-focused intentions with his storytelling. I’m beginning to grow almost annoyed (with jealousy) at how concisely he constructs his scenes and their respective places within the overall narrative.
The realization that Em’s character mistakenly leaves out a “great” during her safety spiel because she’s just mimicking footage of her dad nearly made me spit my drink out. A real “god damn, that’s good” moment.
"We're not getting out of here alive, but neither is that thing."
The last time I saw this I was probably 9 or 10 and it was in a crowded living room at a family gathering so I barely heard any dialogue. All I saw was dudes lighting each other up with flamethrowers and some pretty impressive gore/practical effects.
It goes without saying that this movie is a masterpiece and it does not need me to sing its praises.