Spanish director Gonzalo López-Gallego oversees the action with an urgent visual style that would work better without Juan Navazo’s invasive musical foundation.
That isn’t fear or anxiety you feel while watching the movie; that’s a headache caused by loud sonic interjections set to make you want to get up and leave the cinema.
Sharlto Copley takes a pay cut to lead an otherwise unremarkable cast through a series of discoveries about their forgotten identities after he awakens in an open grave where he lies atop a pile of corpses. Tedium sets in long before the film’s underwhelming third revelations pretend to make sense of the foundations of more gun-pointing face-offs than you’ve even seen in one movie.
“Open Grave” is visual white noise. Don’t waste your time unless you’re a glutton for punishment.
Rated R. 102 mins. (D) (One Star - out of five/no halves)
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