Cloverfield

Okay, first: Why is it called Cloverfield? The gimmick is clever: Godzilla meets Blair Witch. When dramatizing a dude picking up a camcorder to document the mêlée, preferably it is someone brave and articulate. Not a dumbass. So there’s a problem. The “shots”, though fake, and composed by a dumbass, are terrible. Too, New York seems to only be occupied by good-looking, selfish, twenty-somethings, who you sort of HOPE will get crushed by Godzilla. They would have it coming, which shouldn’t be the point. So, as a gimmick it’s good, but there’s no character development and no monster motives. It’s all very stock. The Mist is a far better “giant computer-generated monsters take over the world” scenario. Netflix.