Budgeted at approximately $5 million, IMDB reports that as of January 26 the cumulative worldwide gross of Get Out has reached $254,716,534. Director Jordan Peele and the management at Universal can afford to paper the house.
Celebrate President's Day this Monday February 18th with a free screening of the four-time Oscar-nominated contender at AMC Mission Valley. Tickets to the 7 pm presentation will be distributed on a first-come, first-served basis and may only be picked up at the box office on the day of the show.
Cultural appropriation shifts from “problematic” to “horrific” in writer-director Jordan Peele’s sharp take on the scary world of stuff white people like — starting with the “total privacy” of isolated country estates, like the one black photographer Chris Washington (Daniel Kaluuya) visits with his white girlfriend Rose (Allison Williams) on a meet-the-parents weekend. (On the drive up from the city, the car hits a deer, and when Washington goes to check the body, there’s a telling shot of his foot leaving the asphalt and stepping into wilderness.) The jigsaw-tight structure is that of conventional horror done right — mercifully light on jump scares (instead opting for a number of disturbing reveals via moving camera) and mostly smart about mechanics. (Why go walking through a dark house in the middle of the night? Because you’re trying to sneak a cigarette, away from your disapproving girlfriend and her even more disapproving family.) And layered atop that structure is a squirmingly funny portrayal of tortured race relations, even among people of ostensibly good will. It’s not subtle, but it <em>is</em> clever, and besides, this is a horror movie — one in which the black guy is determined not to die.
For those keeping score at home, Matthew Lickona had favorable things to say in his review. This reporter was on board with the setup, but interest began to wane around the time mom steeped her first pot of cliche-inducing knock-out brew. And as much as I admired the originality of the premise, the horror elements that closed the film knee-capped many a good intention.
Still, free is free, and something tells me at least one statuette awaits come Oscar night! For more information visit getoutoneyearlater.com.
Budgeted at approximately $5 million, IMDB reports that as of January 26 the cumulative worldwide gross of Get Out has reached $254,716,534. Director Jordan Peele and the management at Universal can afford to paper the house.
Celebrate President's Day this Monday February 18th with a free screening of the four-time Oscar-nominated contender at AMC Mission Valley. Tickets to the 7 pm presentation will be distributed on a first-come, first-served basis and may only be picked up at the box office on the day of the show.
Cultural appropriation shifts from “problematic” to “horrific” in writer-director Jordan Peele’s sharp take on the scary world of stuff white people like — starting with the “total privacy” of isolated country estates, like the one black photographer Chris Washington (Daniel Kaluuya) visits with his white girlfriend Rose (Allison Williams) on a meet-the-parents weekend. (On the drive up from the city, the car hits a deer, and when Washington goes to check the body, there’s a telling shot of his foot leaving the asphalt and stepping into wilderness.) The jigsaw-tight structure is that of conventional horror done right — mercifully light on jump scares (instead opting for a number of disturbing reveals via moving camera) and mostly smart about mechanics. (Why go walking through a dark house in the middle of the night? Because you’re trying to sneak a cigarette, away from your disapproving girlfriend and her even more disapproving family.) And layered atop that structure is a squirmingly funny portrayal of tortured race relations, even among people of ostensibly good will. It’s not subtle, but it <em>is</em> clever, and besides, this is a horror movie — one in which the black guy is determined not to die.
For those keeping score at home, Matthew Lickona had favorable things to say in his review. This reporter was on board with the setup, but interest began to wane around the time mom steeped her first pot of cliche-inducing knock-out brew. And as much as I admired the originality of the premise, the horror elements that closed the film knee-capped many a good intention.
Still, free is free, and something tells me at least one statuette awaits come Oscar night! For more information visit getoutoneyearlater.com.
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