The review kicks off with dynamic analogies and comments, it’s the truth.

It's certainly not the plot of a lifetime, and anyway, you wouldn't expect the plot of a lifetime from an independent ff/mock titled Creep, but that's exactly what makes the work great. And I probably exaggerated, but exaggerating really pumps me up.

I like making videos, and I don't feel like doing anything unless it's for some money. I spot an ad that says "1000 bucks for a day of filming." Deal! I meet the guy from the ad at the specified location, a modest yet charming mountain cabin, beautifully sturdy. I must say, the guy is a bit strange. He’s already made me crap my pants two or three times with his damn jump scares that make me want to slap him in the face. But hey, 1000 bucks! And then, how can I blame him? Who am I to judge the mental state of a man making a "video presentation" for his unborn daughter who might never know her father, sick with cancer. Still, he does seem quite unhinged. It's just me and him. Who knows what will happen.

Maybe spoiler?

I told you it wasn’t the plot of a lifetime. But as true as God, it starts getting dark soon after. And discovering that the film isn't claustrophobically focused on the hunt in the eerie dark of a mountain cabin is a relief like no other. All that whopping eighty minutes of crazed hide-and-seek that Creep could have been, all that could have been in that house, all the clichés that could have plunged this film into the pot of "well, nonsense in my opinion," aren't there, it's all wiped away, then replaced and reshaped by a script twist that makes Mark Duplass' psychopath character suffocating yet naively sincere (a bomb). And everything flows so well,

let me know,

glue on the seat,

GLUE ON THE SEAT!

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