The Pack

:: The Pack :: 2015 ::
:: Nick Robertson ::

Acting: 7
Anxiety: 7
Atmosphere: 7
Movie Watched: 10
Appropriate Grossness: 8
Production: 6
Recommended: 7
Scares: 7
Story: 6
Unpredictable: 4

Total: 69

Hey now! I was not entirely anticipating how much I would like this movie, but it’s really tense! I’m particularly affected by this story because, while I’ve never heard of an attack on a person, I’ve seen packs of wild dogs roaming Philadelphia before, and it’s really terrifying to see so many dogs seeming so…animal. Anyway. This movie is brutal. The death scenes are violent and fucking scary, this is not a “let’s have fun and feel spooky on a rainy night!” kind of horror movie. However, with that in mind, they also do practice one of my favorite arts of the horror movie genre, Less-Is-More-Ism. The attacks don’t last long, and the movie doesn’t over-romanticize the violence. This movie has one major flaw, which bugged me a little (not a lot - I was able to more or less suspend my disbelief and go along with it): Why couldn’t the dogs seemingly ever find the people when they were sneaking around? There have been times when I’ve been looking out my second floor window, and a dog walking by notices me. We grew up with dogs - one of our old guys, Sparky, was just impossible to sneak up on, he could hear me walking on the carpeting, smell me, whatever. So you’re telling me these people are sneaking through a creaky house and whispering to each others, and the dogs just around the corner are just oblivious? Eh, but again, it’s pretty easy to forget this and really get into the movie. Win.