How’s this for a poster quote: “Holy shit! Seriously, Holy Fucking Shit!” – Luke Allen of Luke Allen on Film.
Not something that would be readable in most cinemas but that is the general reaction Rec warrants. Effectively Blair Witch meets 28 Days Later in a Spanish apartment block, Rec is quite easily one of the most frightening movies of the last ten years. The handheld aesthetic thrusts its audience deep into the nightmare and, at a mere 70 minutes in length, it leaves very little respite from the terror. There’s much blood, running and screaming and during it’s last twenty minutes the escalation of the horror will actually have you shitting your head through your ass. The ending scene, where our heroes are trapped in the run down penthouse apartment with patient zero with no light to guide them other than the night vision on their video camera, is, dare I say it, just too damn frightening. And the build up to it is just as bad.
Needless to say, I already have Rec 2 on pre-order. From what I hear, it’s just as good.
4.5/5
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