This review of “Super 8″ appears on KTKA-49.
J.J. Abrams channels his inner Spielberg, with help from the blockbuster maestro of the 80s who served as producer, on “Super 8,” a refreshing change of pace for summer flicks.
It’s just too bad that Abrams has made such a big deal about not letting any secrets out about the supernatural element of “Super 8.”
The bottom line is: That element of the story is just not that special.
What is special about “Super 8″ is almost everything else. The terrific chemistry between the kid actors, their naturalistic dialogue, the sure pacing, the surprising amount of character development, the suspense, the mystery, the alienation, the dread, the small-town 1979 setting, the details about being a kid and wanting to make movie magic: It all feels personal, like it came straight from Abrams’ heart.
It all builds up to a climax that promises something big and delivers something pretty ordinary. “Super 8″ is full of things to love, but rarely has a film that had so much going for it been this deeply affected by a disappointing last reel.