Within the first few minutes of the mesmerizing
home-invasion thriller Don’t Breathe, writer-director Fede Alvarez and
co-writer Rodo Sayagues pull something clever enough to impress jaded
psychological-horror fans, without boring the adrenaline junkies sitting next
to them in the theater. After one gruesome opening shot that teases where the
film is eventually going, Alvarez and Sayagues introduce their protagonists in
the middle of robbing a well-appointed house. With minimal dialogue and no
exposition, they make it clear who these characters are and what drives them.
Alex (Dylan Minnette), the mastermind who’s using his dad’s
security-company connections to enable the break-ins, has rules about what and
how much his group can take. He’s calculated those limits to avoid a grand
larceny rap if they’re caught, and he follows his guidelines with methodical
calm. But his crush object Rocky (Jane Levy) tries on their victims’ clothes
and flops onto one of their beds, wallowing in a brief fantasy of luxury. And
Rocky’s junior-thug boyfriend Money (Daniel Zovatto) gleefully smashes vases
and masturbates onto the floor.
0 komentar:
Posting Komentar