Yep, it's another one. If you're looking for sci-fi, horror, or both, look elsewhere, because you're probably going to be disappointed by the time you get to the end of this movie. It's something like the 46,754th movie in the last ten years that was made because someone was absolutely sure they'd managed to construct the perfect story to act as a metaphor for Dealing with Trauma and the world needed to see it. You know, for healing. And, to be fair, this one handled it better than most, but it still suffers from the basic failing they all do, which is that, because the writers only really cared about the metaphor, not the story, and because they're not very good writers, they eventually reach a point where they can't conclude the story AND the metaphor, so the story falls apart in order to make the metaphor clear. I think I've seen all 46,754 of them and not once has the story been able to stand on its own. The final act always, always only serves the metaphor and, viewed without it, is complete gibberish. This one is only different in that it managed the job marginally better, but not well enough that it's going to be a satisfying experience for anyone who doesn't think Dealing with Trauma is a super important thing to watch movies about. The day the movie industry finally turns its back on the generation of filmmakers whose worldview came from Facebook will be a great victory for creativity. Until then, we're going to get this facile, shallow, preachy, self-satisfied bait-and-switch again and again.
Review of Monolith
