Don't Say A Word.
95 Mins. Starring: Emily Blunt, John Krasinski, Millicent Simmonds & Noah Jupe. Director: John Krasinski.
...Shhh! Fingers to lips. Don't speak. The less said about 'The Quiet Place' the better. And that's no bad thing...but actually a good one. So lend us your ears for just a second as we go against the usual lip service grain we give films for a review of the fewest words since the silent classic 'The Artist' (well...that's just lazy writing)...
...The best horror in sheer years and years-outside of the chilling chapters of Stephen King adaptations-is groundbreaking under bare eggshell treading feet that creep. From 'The Office' to the managing position of a writer/director/actor triple threat, now Hollywood big player John Krasinski is joined in spousal support by 'The Girl On The Train' and real life wife Emily Blunt. Whose amazing acting of expressive emotion helps bring the force trauma to this nerve shredding and chair arm scratching thriller that tears you in two with a family that will do anything before that happens...
...Joined by two coming of age child actors, wise beyond their years in the hearing-impaired, 'Wonderstruck' wow of Millicent Simmonds and brave boy Noah Jupe. Krasinski and Blunt, touchingly and tenderingly earbud and bump dancing to Neil Young's 'Harvest Moon' beautifully bring the heart of family (it's so refreshing here that in a "me before you" empathy lacking time and tide we have two characters asking, "who are we if we can't protect (our children)") to this monster horror that preys on sound like a T-Rex does movement for site. And there's plenty of 'Jurassic Park' references that you can throw a kitchen sink at along with homages to those 'Cloverfield' projects (it was almost a treatment), 'Stranger Things' and a nailed 'Home Alone' one beyond the basement of this upstate New York farmland that crops up here. Laying waste to a corn-maize landscape set for wrenching set-pieces. All the way down to the sinking grain silo suffocation...
...But one terrifyingly tense blood bathtub, 'I Am Legend' like hiding scene of terror tears and pregnant screams will have you gasping for air and grasping for the hand of whoevers next to you, whether you know them or not (sorry guy!). The less we say in this spoiler alert age the better, especially when you should go into this movie like the monsters blind and without a trailer tease like many all too reveals these days. That way you'll really feel a film that stirs your every sense beyond your ear canal. As even the sounds of rumbling stomachs and rustling popcorns in an otherwise pin drop theatre will leave you on the most taught tenterhooks...
...Shut up and see this movie! Because this post-apocalypse, kerosene lamp slow burner ignites and does more with mere few words than most blockbusters screaming "ACTION" do in days of dialogue. Need we say anymore? Simply put...it'll leave you speechless... TIM DAVID HARVEY.
Further Filming: Shush! There's nothing else like this movie out there.
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