I love horror movies. I’m fairly certain that some day I will be caught in the middle of some horrible disaster, and I need to be prepared to survive it. This is why I regularly quote “The Unthinkable: Who Survives When Disaster Strikes and Why” in casual conversation (fun fact: did you know that most plane crashes are survivable? And that the people who survive are usually the ones who paid attention during the security briefing and read that brochure?).
I think that’s the root of my fascination with horror movies – imagining every possible situation I could be placed in, and figuring out how to survive. The Descent fits perfectly into this self-education.
Cloud Atlas may well be the most disappointing movie of the year. I’ve had the book on my to-read list for several months, and in the lead-up to the release of the movie I had numerous friends tell me this was one of the best books they’d ever read.
Obviously with any book-to-movie adaptation there will be some changes, and the results will be mixed. But I can’t imagine anyone, having read the book or not, will be satisfied with this film.
“Sometimes in order to heal…a few people need to get hurt.”
The advertising campaign for Young Adult gave audiences the misconception that this would be another midlife crisis comedy. It’s not. Its realistic honesty delves into dark territory, digging deep into a place we’ve all been to, whether we acknowledge it or not.