John Krasinski’s approximately 90-minute horror-thriller is likely best seen alone, at night, and in the comfort of one’s home.
Krasinski and his wife, Emily Blunt, star in the film as husband and wife, parents of a family in some futuristic world where large Alien-like creatures kill anyone and anything that makes a sound.
(The irony of this is delicious, as 76 percent of our theater on Friday was not quiet when we saw the film.)
The brilliance of “A Quiet Place” is in the use of this silence.
In an age where movies contain lots of dialogue and sound, this film shines as a creative divergence from the usual Hollywood fare.
The silence immediately consumes you, leading you to let your guard down.
At the end of the first sequence, which places the family at an abandoned store trying to gather supplies, the movie immediately takes advantage of the audience’s emotions by introducing them to the monsters in a tragic and unexpected way.
While there is little context to why these creatures have arisen, the film doesn’t necessarily require any.
It is more than enough to live alongside these characters in their struggle to survive as Blunt’s character gives birth and the father and son rush home to defend the family.
The intense anticipation of a monster attack keeps audiences at the edge of their seats for the duration of the film.
It is currently at 95 percent on Rotten Tomatoes, an indication of its uniqueness and commercial success.
The beauty of this film is that it is an experience.
It mesmerizes and subdues its audience so much with its suspense that the audience remains silent.
A word of warning: anyone who sees this film needs to be as silent as possible, as this adds to the unique ambience of this film.
This film is quieter than most people would think.
Any little rustle of popcorn or plastic wrappers, any loud chewing or whispering will be heard during this film.
So, please do yourself and others a favor when seeing this film – make the theater “A Quiet Place,” or stay, respectfully, at home.