The problem with Cloverfield
By this point, the new J. J. Abrams-produced monster movie Cloverfield has been out for well over a month and I don’t think I’m spoiling anything when I describe the (practically nonexistent) plot as follows:
An unexplained monster devastates Manhattan, and a group of rather stupid young adults halfheartedly attempts to escape, but not before wasting a lot of time trying to rescue a girl that should have died by the time they reach her.
The film is presented in a cinéma vérité style that was well-established with the release of The Blair Witch Project–that is, the entire film is supposed to exist on a single tape “recovered” from a camcorder (though how that happens is a mystery to me; the camera in question ends up buried under tons of rubble in the middle of Central Park). Basically, we, the viewing audience, are supposed to take this entire film as a single video artifact–as something that is “real,” even though it is clearly fiction.That said, there are a number of extremely large obstacles that cause the film to fail in becoming an accurate, believable simulacrum of reality (monster-oriented devastation aside, of course–the elements that cause the film to falter are far more basic than that). Continue Reading »


