Just saw Cloverfield. Liked it a lot. It reminded me,in a sort of wierd way, of the Jimmy Stewart as the ordinary man in his films. The guys in Cloverfield are as ordinary as it gets. The power of the film is its chronicle of these ordinary folks as they try to simply, stay the fuck alive. I liked the "Jaws" angle where we get a glimpse here and a flash there of the monster. I found myself craning my neck in the theater, trying to see what the buildings were blocking.
Another part of the film addresses itself to an interesting theory on the idea of a person's desire to stay alive. I have always believed that when faced with a situation where they could be killed, a person - any person, not just some ultimate fighter or survivalist, turns into a fucking neanderthal and Incredible Hulk combined. By this I mean that when a person has to fight something that is going to very likely kill them, they transform into a savage human animal that will fight like the most savage wolf or tiger and find the superhuman strength to stay alive. This is evident in the scene in the subway tunnel when the small monsters attack our people. The girl, in particular, shows this savage, powerful human instinct. She uses whatever weapon at hand, in this case a pipe, and beats the crap out of the monsters until they can escape. Scared, cornered humans would act like any other animal - do anything, fight anything, be as savage as necessary to live.
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