There’s a subgenre called Survivalist that often crosses paths with Horror. The best examples are Alive (in which a group of South American soccer players crash in the Andes and are eventually reduced to cannibalism) and 127 Hours (where a trapped hiker is pushed to unthinkable extremes to beat death). Ravenous can also be considered Survivalist (based very loosely on the story of the Donner Party). This is the type of the film The Grey aspires to be (although with no basis in actual events). A common conclusion to a Survivalist saga reveals otherwise unknown powers of the human Spirit (even if the hero succumbs to an honorable death, as in Sean Penn’s Into The Wild), but The Grey offers no such fulfillment. While there is nothing inherently wrong with a nihilistic film, The Grey also fails to deliver the thrills and chills it has been promising for months on major Horror websites like Bloody Disgusting and Dread Central.
Written and directed by Joe Carnahan, produced by Open Road, and starring Liam Neeson, Dallas Roberts, James Badge Dale, Dermot Mulroney, Frank Grillo, and Joe Anderson, The Grey opened nationwide on Friday. The following review WILL CONTAIN NUMEROUS SPOILERS, which I usually try to go easy on. But this review is not an endorsement of The Grey. Rather, it’s a warning for those who might plop down $15 actually expecting to see a movie with balls. Consider yourselves warned.
Read my review over at FilmSponge.com!