Still from 2018's "A Quiet Place."

 A Quiet Place April 26, 2018   


John Krasinski



John Krasinski

Emily Blunt

Millicent Simmonds

Noah Jupe

Cade Woodward









1 Hr., 35 Mins.


n 1967’s Wait Until Dark, a simple thriller premise proves itself much more spine-tingling than it has any right to be. In the film, the svelte Audrey Hepburn plays a blind woman forced to fight off ruthless thugs who break into her home, with only her wits and slightly enhanced hearing to guide her. For much of the film, we, like Hepburn’s Lisa, are completely in the dark. In the film’s climactic scene, for instance, we watch in agony as she and the movie’s primary villain

frantically duke it out in the pitch black, with infrequently lit matches acting as our only source of lighting.


Part of the reason Wait Until Dark has continued to work so well over the last five decades has to do with how hyperaware we are of our heroine’s limitations — and of the terrifying reality that one move in the wrong direction could cost her her life. Since, many great thrillers, from The Silence of the Lambs (1991) to Don’t Breathe (2016), have built on what Wait Until Dark introduced, pondering how sequences of suspense might be increased if one of our senses were taken away from us, or if our ability to effectively communicate was severely limited.


This year’s A Quiet Place exploits this idea: It takes away a basic human function as a way to give greater weight to its thrills and chills. But it does so in a far more intense manner than any of the previously mentioned features. Here, making even the most seemingly innocuous of a noise will get you killed. In A Quiet Place, which is actor John Krasinski’s third directorial effort, we're immersed in a near-future world wherein a sightless, auditorily super-sensitive alien species has invaded Earth. In a matter of a few months, the beasts, who will lethally attack if you so much as whisper, have managed to wipe out the population. The few who have survived have presumably taken to underground hideouts; anyone else has learned to live silently above ground, careful not to take too deep of breaths, sure to avoid chewing on their sedulously rationed goods too loudly.


The film doesn’t have the ambitions of a largely scoped apocalypse blockbuster à la 2012 (2009), though: worldwide devastations are predominantly shown on the front pages of newspapers, which litter the streets and are positioned toward the camera in just the right way during key moments. It’s much more intimate than that, revolving around a select few survivors. They are the Abbott family, comprised of children Regan (Millicent Simmonds), Marcus (Noah Jupe), and Beau (Cade Woodward), and parents Lee (Krasinski) and Evelyn (Emily Blunt). The movie opens on the 89th day of the invasion, and apparently the family has managed to survive both because they live in middle-of-nowhere farmlands and because they’re able to communicate via sign language (Regan was born without the ability to hear). Without much adornment, A Quiet Place watches as they try to survive, which is complicated by the fact that Evelyn is heavily pregnant. Moving about with little sound, emphasizing the expressive and agitated performances of its leads (Simmonds, herself deaf, is particularly exceptional), the movie delivers. We come for an innovative, excruciatingly intense thriller, and that’s what we get.


Reviews and audience reactions have been unanimously positive, though I’m disposed to think that the enthusiastic reactions have more to do with how novel and uncommon a movie like A Quiet Place is. I’m not so sure it’s as masterful as it’s been made out to be: If anything, it’s an especially inspired cheap thrill. But it’s a gripping success all the same, and suggests that Krasinski, whose other filmmaking endeavors were decent but unextraordinary, might have a future in horror. B