A bog standard premise with aggressively unlikable leads, wilting dialogue, generic monster designs and flat pacing that takes nonsensical detours with the type of gusto most screenwriters tell you to use for concision. I haven't the faintest idea what this thing gets its glowing reputation for.
Edwards' calling card led to his more recent high profile gigs. Refreshing monster tale that concentrated more on personal relationships than carnage resulted in a film that had a greater resonance than expected. Leads are both quite good and keeping the monsters in the background was an inspired idea.
A lush and beautiful atmosphere, with two main characters that are virtually impossible to sympathize with. A scummy photographer and a strangely naive rich girl embark on a trip across an alien-infested Central America, basically. As beautiful as the film itself was, the characters definitely ruin a few key moments with their dreadfully monotone delivery. But, that being said, it was subtle and quite inventive.
If Cloverfield has a dull and disappointing slacker hipster sibling who thrives on vagueness and has a premature ejaculation problem, Monsters is that sibling. The most interesting (that word is a stretch) parts are the first 2 and the last 20 minutes. Everything inbetween was nonsensical and half-baked. In the end I had more of an appreciation for Cloverfield and was really in the mood for District 9.
I wanted to love this movie, but I didn't. It's more hype than anything else. Also, I don't believe for one second that this was made for 15K. 150 is a slightly more believable number. But even that, Errr.