(dir. Neil Marshall)
There
are some dark spaces that are never meant to be explored. If Neil Marshal’s film proves anything, it’s that sometimes it’s
hard to be sure who’s with you in dark. The
Descent is a tightly paced, claustrophobia-inducing film that never lets
you breathe easily. It’s bleak and bloody, but never loses site of its
characters. The film follows a group of female spelunkers who become trapped in
an unexplored cave system. They face hallucinations, paranoia, panic attacks, disorientation,
and broken limbs. And then the blind, cave creatures attack, turning a plan to escape
into a savage struggle for survival.
Marshall
handles the dimly lit scenes well, insuring that the audience is able see
enough to know what’s happening but be kept in the dark long enough to get a
sense of disorientation. The film builds tension incredibly well; even before
the creatures enter the picture, the film is brimming with an almost palpable
sense of danger. That danger never becomes stagnant and the there’s a true sense
of progression in the perils faced, leading to a terrific climax that never
feels repetitive.
Protagonist, Sarah, undergoes quite an
evolution through the film, one that mirrors her journey through the cave
system. While the creatures are effectively used, it’s really Sarah’s descent
into the dark spaces of her mind that makes the film so chilling. By the film’s
end she’s barely recognizable as the woman she was before, proving there’s more
than one way to find freedom.
Scare Factor: 5/5 The
Descent is the kind of fantastically gripping film that leaves you with sweaty
palms. It’s an example of the best kind of horror where genre conventions
work in tangent with character development, creating a layered morality story
that’s more than just a creature feature. Fair warning though, there’s a high
probability you won’t want to explore any caves after watching this.
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