Super 8 (2011)
Directed by: J. J. Abrams
I know he’s only the producer, but Super 8 finds us in classic Spielberg territory: 1970s small-town America. In an efficient scene-setting, we learn that Joe (Joel Courtney) has just lost his mom to an industrial accident, and his deputy-sheriff dad (Kyle Chandler) blames no-goodnik Louis Dainard (Ron Eldard). Four months later, Joe is one of five kids making a zombie movie using the eponymous home movie kit. Trouble is, one of the other kids is Alice (Elle Fanning), daughter of Louis. Each of the dysfunctional dads (the one a self-hating drunk, the other a cold, angry shell, unable to hug his son) is opposed to the two kids being near each other – but when a mysterious train crashes outside the town, their irritation gets swamped by some bad-ass alien trouble.
It’s been said that Super 8 is some kind of remake of ET, but that’s unfair. There’s certainly some serious homaging going on here, and not just to ET – the strangest reference must surely be Elle Fanning’s nod to Mulholland Drive(2001) – but Super 8 is its own movie, though only just. If it’s a little thin at first, it soon turns into an effective sci-fi actioner, delivering thrills and tension – right up to the end when it thins out again. The problem, I think, is the alien, with whom the kids (and, vicariously, we) never really develop a proper relationship. And part of the reason for this is that the whole thing feels a bit rushed: there’s too much breathless mayhem in train stations, towns and tunnels, and not enough bonding. Perhaps with a different balance of time, this could have been a great movie – as it is, it’s merely a good one.
i should have loved this movie. movies like this are made for people like me. i’ve watched ET and Goonies and similar movies more times than i’d like to admit, but i left Super 8 feeling disappointed. and that’s after paying extra for one of these new-fangled motion seats.
it lacked the magic of movies like ET. it felt more michael bay than steven spielberg–lots of flash, little substance, little depth. i felt the way i felt when i saw the last Indiana Jones . . . the alien bit felt schmaltzy, kitschy.
alas.
I was also disappointed, though I watched it on board a plane. Mind you, I guess that means I was also in a motion seat…
laughs. too clever by half, you.