Film Review: Us
We start off at flashback into 1986. In a beachside funfair small Adelaide (Madison Curry) strays from her parents into a hall of mirrors in which she experiences a smiling dual of herself.
That panic becomes a flesh-and-blood danger when four amounts in red boiler suits, dark doppelgängers of her family, come back her doorway in a beach house vacation, smiling and clutching large, pointy golden scissors. ‘What exactly are you folks?’ Demands the daddy, threatening them with a baseball bat. ‘We are Americans,’ rasps the answer.
Like Get Out, Us can be a comedy/horror/satire — although its goal this time is much more ambiguous. This possibly indicates a culture of’us’ and’them’, ‘ where wealthy consumer capitalists feel threatened by a frightening underclass. However, Us can also be a movie that overtly invites plenty of interpretations. In reality, it’s the type of special, sprawlingly ambitious, bogglingly brilliant venture that will probably never have been green-lit with this scale with no box-office draw Peele brings.
Once it provides more generic scares than Get Out, Us is not as inclined to possess the exact same mass-market appeal, however. A head-scratcher over a hair-raiser, it will probably have you turning into whoever’s next for you personally’What was that about?’ It involves repeat screening, ideally at a crowded and whooping film. I can not get it from my mind.
Discover founder Jordan Peele proceeds to redefine terror with another intriguing funhouse.