
Personally, I think it's helpful - perhaps even advisable - to check aggregate scores on sites like Rotten Tomatoes or Metacritic before seeing a movie, just so you can get your expectations in check. Knowing whether a movie tends to please or repel critics can be a good way to get yourself in the right mindset for the picture. However, by actually reading reviews, some of the best and worst of the movie is ruined, and thus, some of the surprise is gone, which may not affect one's opinion of a movie, but will certainly have an impact on one's enjoyment while watching it. A good recent example is how widely publicized it was that Ben Kingsley was portraying Georges Melies in Martin Scorsese's Hugo, a plot twist that failed to be a twist because of the widespread reporting on the matter.
So, I find myself in a bit of a situation when writing these reviews for my friends' and followers' reading pleasure, but never so much as I do now, when considering Drew Goddard's The Cabin in the Woods. The horror tale has long been one of the films I've "adopted" here on Such Moving Pictures, getting more excited with each new poster and trailer along the way. As a huge Buffy fan, any project involving Joss Whedon (who produced and co-wrote the film) takes on an especially attractive shine of anticipation and promised glory, so my excitement was piqued from the moment I first learned of the film.
When it premiered a couple weeks back at SXSW in Austin, reactions were impassioned and, perhaps strangely, somewhat muted. The audience was asked to spread the word about how great the movie is without spoiling the twists, turns, and jokes that made the movie such a memorable experience. After the early screening I attended last week, Goddard and star Kristen Conolly asked us to do the same. So, this review is something of a non-review, in that I will attempt to be as vague as possible while also attempting to communicate what a fully-wrought delight The Cabin in the Woods is.

Even more notable than the horror elements is the wit, which should come as no surprise to fans of the Whedonverse. The film elicits more laughs than screams, and none of them come cheaply. This is comedy at its most whip-smart, finding humor in the tropes of horror as well as in characters who are both archetypal and strongly drawn. Dollhouse alum Fran Kranz steals scenes as conspiracy theorist/stoner Marty, who has a hunch something is going on long before the body count starts piling up. Richard Jenkins and Bradley Whitford provide a hilarious chorus as scientists who watch the carnage unfold. They play so well together and help to contextualize the film within the larger horror genre, creating a self-aware portrait that is reminiscent of Funny Games without being difficult to watch.
(The combination of the haunted cabin and sterile laboratory settings give the film a Buffy Season 4 vibe, but the result is much less divisive than that portion of the Slayer's story.)
The film is perfectly paced, starting with a group of characters who feel instantly familiar and building to a much larger scope. There's a lot to be explained, and the film manages to do so without ever being expository. The grand finale, with its final revelations, provides one of the film's most welcome surprises, one of many moments that garnered an enthusiastic round of applause from our enraptured audience.

And really, we're lucky we even get to see it. The Cabin in the Woods was set to release almost three years ago, but due to MGM filing for bankruptcy, the film was shelved indefinitely. At times, it looked like it might never see the light of day. But here we are, just weeks away from its theatrical release, and I'm happy to say whole-heartedly that it was utterly worth the wait.
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