Directed by: Brad Anderson
Written by: Anthony Jaswinski
Full credits at IMDb

Horror's underlying phobia, the fear of the unlighted, is made literal in this solemn,
Shyamalanian scarer: it's not what might be hiding in the shadows that threatens to devour the movie's apocalypse-survivors, but darkness itself. (Yes, this premise is very similar to a
Dr. Who episode.) As the latest
horror movie that loathes its audience,
Vanishing begins at an AMC multiplex, where a theater full of knuckleheads (howling at the latest Adam Sandler comedy) instantly goes dark, the patrons disappeared like outspoken Pinochet critics, their clothes left behind like a rapture. Such dematerialization proves a citywide epidemic.
Unfortunately, after this goosepimpling set-up—in which streets are deserted
I Am Legend style, and airplanes stumble out of the sky—Vanishing gives way to the schematic assembly of archetypal strangers in a dive bar on the titular block...
Keep reading at
The L MagazineWatch the trailer:
No comments:
Post a Comment