Every Monday, two Reverse Shotters wipe the weekend from their bleary eyes and engage in a postmortem on the multiplex trash (good or bad) they took in. For this frigid February week, it’s Jeff Reichert and Adam Nayman on Orphan master Jaume Collet-Serra’s Unknown. (First, read Justin Stewart’s review of the film here.)
Is it too early to crown young Catalan Jaume Collet-Serra the savior of big-studio genre filmmaking? Perhaps, but if Orphan was a nasty, awesomely transgressive wake-up call for those who assumed his House of Wax remake was merely another anonymous cinematic boneyard for lithe teen forms, then Unknown, his new, classier, Euro-set and now-box office topping identity thriller reveals a filmmaker with sights set higher than the grindhouse ceiling. If Collet-Serra stumbles a little on the road to Polanski-dom, you can’t fault him too much. He is, after all, one of the only filmmakers even trying. Continue reading.