The
Cloverfield Paradox was released Super Bowl Sunday on Netflix with little
fanfare. To my knowledge, there had been
no trailers or photos of the movie (aside from a few online rumblings to its
actual existence) up until then, which was a smart move because it allows the
viewer to go into it completely cold. Streaming
it in the home, with zero expectations, it is a passable, albeit forgettable
effort. I’m sure that if viewers had
been waiting months in anticipation to see it in the theater, it would’ve been
a massive disappointment.
This
is the third installment in the Cloverfield franchise. Plot-wise, they’re only marginally related. However, The Cloverfield Paradox keeps with
the tradition of introducing an intriguing premise and then letting it circle
the drain from there.
It
certainly had the most promise of the three films. The set-up is a mix of ‘60s Cold War
paranoia, ‘70s energy crisis parable, and ‘80s Alien rip-off. In the near future, the world is approaching
the end of sustainable energy while inching closer to the brink of global war. A team of multinational scientists go into
space seeking a way to sustain energy by performing a particle accelerator
test. The experiment goes wrong and they
wind up in a parallel dimension. The two
alternate realities soon begin fighting for supremacy, causing odd paradoxes
and bizarre changes among the crew.
In
addition to Alien, there are scenes that might remind you of Event Horizon and
Galaxy of Terror, just to name a few. As
the Alien rip-off subgenre goes, you can certainly do a lot worse. Despite a few bizarre moments (most of which
relate to the paradoxes that occur onboard the ship), there really isn’t a
whole lot here to recommend. Viewers
hoping for any connective tissue to Cloverfield and 10 Cloverfield Lane will likely
find this to be a frustrating experience.
I for one think it would’ve been better without the nods to the other
films, but what do I know? I haven’t
like a Cloverfield joint yet.
The
cast is better than the movie deserves.
Gugu Mbatha-Raw does a fine job as the Ripley of the piece. She’s particularly good in the scene where
she’s confronted with the possibility that her dead children are now alive in
this alternate universe. Daniel Bruhl,
David Oyelow, Zhang Ziyi, and Chris O’Dowd (who gets a few funny moments) aren’t
given nearly as much to do, but they hold their own, despite the weak script.
One
neat touch: In the future you can use a
3-D printer to make guns AND bagels! Who
knew?
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