Get Out (2017)
**No plot spoilers**
Courtesy of having Netflix, I got to watch this film tonight.
I want you to imagine you are cooking up something cinematic, according to a recipe.
Let’s start with the ingredients.
In a large bowl,
Splash in a nice slug of ‘Guess Who’s Coming To Dinner’ (1967).
Add just a pinch of ‘Meet The Parents’ (2000).
Stir in some essence of any ‘Two black guys in a buddy movie’.
Continue by folding in at least six ounces of ‘The Stepford Wives’ (1975).
Then reach for your box of ‘Rosemary’s Baby’ (1968), and add the whole contents.
Leave to set, and you have ‘Get Out’.
This film had good critical reception on release, and you can see why. A nice widescreen production, good lighting throughout, and even an occasional, “That made me jump!” moment. It starts off with a good-looking young couple in a modern loft-style apartment in the city. They are planning to take a trip. The reason is to spend the weekend at the house of the girl’s parents. But he is black, and wants to know if that will be an issue. She assures him it will not. He leaves his dog in the care of his fast-talking Transit Cop friend, and off they go.
As soon as they arrive, despite a warm welcome by her family, it is immediately apparent that something strange is going on. Both the gardener and house maid are black, but acting very strangely, almost like robots. Her mother turns out to be a hypnotherapist, and urges the young man to let her use her talents to help him to stop smoking. A brother arrives; manic, hyped-up, and keen to agitate his sister’s new boyfriend. Then there is the news that it is a special weekend, one when all the family friends will be arriving the next day, for the annual party. Walking around the house that night, our young hero bumps into the hypnotherapist, who invites him in for a chat. As they talk, she surreptitiously hypnotizes him.
And then the trouble really starts.
If you have seen most or all of the films I have mentioned in the ‘recipe’ above, then you would do well to give this film a wide berth. If not, then you may well find it refreshing, occasionally a little scary, and when the big (unsurprising) ‘reveal’ is finally revealed, you might even be shocked.
Or if you are me, you might have groaned, because it was so painfully obvious..
On the plus side, I didn’t hate it. The cast is good, and each one does their best with what’s on offer in the (sometimes laughable) script.
But come on, Mr film-maker, get that dictionary off the shelf.
Now turn to the letter ‘D’. Go down to ‘DER’.
Keep going until you find this word, then look at the meaning.
Here’s the trailer.