As the kids take over the ski lodge lounge area, lowering the remaining booze bottle water lines, starting a fire, and goofing around, they never lapse into that annoying American imbecilic snickering kind of dialogue that feels like it was written by ephebiphobic middle-aged virgins. Instead, the vibe is all the more unnerving for being so cozy, with just certain things 'off' that begin to mount up. Proud of its generic slasher roots, Uthaug's film-gorgeously photographed by Daniel Voldheim-builds up careful attention to set and setting (looks like a real abandoned Norwegian ski lodge!) with measured quality, wit, and inexorable tick-tock momentum, studiously avoiding the usual dripping industrial torture basement Rob Zombie video look of so many similar 'wayfarers stranded in a remote killer's lair' horrors. It's like a cozier Overlook if no one ever came back after Shelly and son split in dead Scat's Snowcat. Nice! But soft, they're not alone, and the place is mighty, mighty large. and there are dusty half-full liquor bottles waiting in the cozy lounge. hey, it's not totally abandoned, so it seems, and the generator still works. Viktoria Winge (above) is a gorgeous Nordic alien hybrid gone away for a weekend of snowboarding, way off the Norwegian ski map grid, with a group of friends, but when one of them breaks his leg they seek shelter at a big abandoned ski lodge / hotel and. And there's also my recent most favorite, Pontypool, here. Of course there's already some classics of this genre which hold the gold standard, now and forever, like The Thing from 1951, The Thing from 1982, and The Thing from 2011 ( here). Keep the heater's close and the emergency generator closer.You'll need both. Bernard is filled with cognac and that your windows are boarded up tight. So make sure the flask on the collar of your St. Here are four solid examples I've seen this week, some of which are on Netflix streaming at the moment. But watching motivated, handsome, disciplined snowboarders and hikers get stuck in the middle of white-out nowhere and fight for survival against unseen foes can make one feel their decision to stay indoors, at home, the very fount of wisdom and strength. I'm writing this during the Winter Olympics, a time wherein watching people shooting and skiing and luging and snowboarding on TV while being all lazy and snug can after a few consecutive days make one start to feel guilty and lazy. It's always nice to ride out the brutal chills of February with horror films more frozen than oneself.
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