JURASSIC PARK (1993) is one example of a Hollywood produced blockbuster that we still crave to see every once in a while. It’s sequels, however, fell flat that we can’t help but relive the original delight of seeing a well-made blockbuster and celebrate its triumph.
DAWN OF THE PLANET OF THE APES (2014) is yet another of its kind. It reaches far beyond what one expects of a blockbuster, and delivers an outstanding array of performances, storyline and a thesis on the human mind. Director Matt Reeves (CLOVERFIELD; 2008 and LET ME IN; 2010), brings us a well developed plot about the tragedy that is man, and his unending search for peace through savagery.
What makes this film so exceptional is that it thrives on an unswerving sense of rhythm. Each fight is firmly rooted on managed motivations, a character change relies heavily on previous plants, and even each teardrop falls just in time to deliver that appropriate emotional tone.
Yes, for a war movie, there is so much crying. I cried, too. This one supremely exceeds my expectations!
DAWN isn’t too ambitious. Unlike other blockbusters, that tried futile attempts to scale the world and make America it’s undying hero, this film conservatively covers only two communities in a limited ape milieu, and the results are just astounding. Sometimes,