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Quarantine (2008)
It worked for some with The Blair Witch Project, because it was new and refreshing, and didn't last forever. It worked for half a film with Cloverfield, because it was well-acted and psychologically interesting. It works only on a very simple level with the predictable shocker Quarantine, because there isn't enough substance, creativity or cinematic value on display. The 'it' above naturally refers to handheld, first-person, pseudo-real horror of the found-footage category. This time we follow a TV journalism team of a cameraman (Steve Harris) and a reporter (Jennifer Carpenter) who join two LA fire-fighters in an apartment building where a mysterious virus is about to run riot. The semi-effective early visual shocks and the interesting quarantine angle are gradually devoured by the conventional last-man-standing narrative structure, in which the characters' choices and motivations time and time again defy logic in order to keep up with the plot recipe. Add to that a new level of nauseating and epileptic camera movement, and you have a film whose final twenty minutes seem to last for hours. Someone should have told John Erick Dowdle to just end it already, because after a certain point, no one gives a rat's ass (pun intended) about whether these deafening characters live or die.
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