At first I had high hopes for this movie, especially in the wake of Cloverfield, and with the soon-to-be-released Skyline. But the film didn't turn out exactly the way I thought it would.
A photographer down in Mexico is trying to get up-close shots of the Monsters that landed 6 years ago. While there, he is called by his boss and told that boss's daughter was on vacation in Mexico, and got caught up in one of the attacks. "Go find her and bring her back to the US."
The photographer finds her and tries to bring her back, but that means crossing the Infected Zone, which is a section of land hundreds of miles wide and long, and lying directly between the border of the US and the interior of Mexico.
What entails is their journey as they traverse through the dangerous territory to reach the US, encountering rogue militia, the ghastly remains of people and towns, and of course the Monsters, which resemble walking octopi to me (no spoiler here, folks. You can see it in the trailers.)
This is not a horror movie filled with gore. It hits above the collar, messing with your mind. It fills you with "What if it was me?". It makes you think. It makes you cringe.
My first inclination was "meh", but the more I think on it, the more I realize I want to go back and view it again. And again.
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