Need to look at adding ‘was nearly eaten by a dinosaur’, ‘became the leader of a tribe,’ ‘fought to the death with my brother’, ‘watched ape people cannibalise each other’, ‘met the love of my life’, ‘discovered the existence of other sentient beings’, and ‘survived an 11.0 earthquake that killed half of everyone I know’ to my list of things of things I did on the weekend when I talk to my workmates on Monday mornings.
When I get bored during a film, I have a habit of tapping my fingers in drum patterns. But when I'm entirely on board with a film, I have a tendency to put the remote in my mouth. Let's just say that after every scene where we see the thing, I was having to wipe a lot of saliva off the remote.
I ought to get out of the way, The Thing wasn't nearly as scary as it was made…
As the film reached its shocking climax, I sat, mouth agape. As the credits rolled, I panned my head around the theater, hoping someone would respond to my telepathic question of "Did we actually just watch that?"
Comparatively, it's one of Fincher's less stylish films (not that that means anything), but it's quite possibly the best screenplay. Never once did I feel I needed to check my watch. Never did I feel that a scene or line was out of…