At The House Next Door, Ryland Walker Knight reviews The Mist. I’m perplexed by his assertions, which I’ve heard frequently elsewhere, that a) Mrs. Carmody and her religious nuts are scarier than the monsters, and b) the film is more interesting when the survivors interact than when the monsters attack. I think in both cases the answer is quite clearly “no, they’re not” and “no, it’s not,” because of how stock the characters are in both cases. We’ve seen Mrs. Carmody a million times, and nothing interesting is done with her beyond casting Marcia Gay Harden. We’ve seen a disparate group of people thrown together and forced to cooperate to survive a post-apocalyptic world of danger two million times, and usually much more interestingly than this. As I alluded to before, compare this crew and what they do to, for example, the way Ben and Cooper’s behavior and decisions challenge our preconceptions about their competence in Night of the Living Dead, or the warmly multifaceted interpersonal dynamics between Stephen, Peter, Roger, and Francine (including friendship, love, idolization, one-upsmanship, stoicism, panic, foolhardiness…) in the original Dawn of the Dead. Nothing at all like that is going on here; the one big shock is at the end, and as Knight points out, that shock is so sudden it feels like it undercuts the rest of the movie. Arguing that the characters are the best part and that the humans are the scariest part are the sorts of things one is supposed to say about a horror film, but in this case as in many, many others, including many good horror films, they’re not true.

At The Forager, Jon Hastings reviews The Transformers. For the first time he’s made me realize why I’ve been so reluctant to watch it: I was never a big Transformers kid–Star Wars, He-Man, G.I. Joe, and the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles were my action figures/media tie-ins of choice, I think probably because the Transformers were really expensive–but in my experience their shows and their movie were really pretty weird. I remember the leaders of both sides dying and floating three-headed robot tribunals and a giant planet that ate other planets and stuff like that. Michael Bay’s vanilla “hey we’re all having fun here!!!!!!!” blockbuster mentality would never capture that weirdness and seriousness.

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