We were one of the five people not invited to a CLOVERFIELD sneak so we’ll have to rely on Len Wein for a review:
Just got back from seeing an early show of the new monster movie Cloverfield with my good buddy, Bob Skir. The picture is everything the advertising promises; thrilling, frightening, frenetic. It’s also, if you happen to suffer — as I sometimes do — from a little motion sickness, a pretty good way to help you heave your cookies. The entire film is supposedly shot on someone’s handheld camcorder and the constant, relentless jangling motion not only makes the action sometimes hard to follow, but is also ultimately quite nauseating. By the time I was two thirds of the way through the film, I found I could not look at the screen without becoming lightheaded, dizzy, and downright queasy. I spent several minutes looking down at my feet while listening to the action so as not to spew my breakfast all over my buddy Bob.
Oddly enough a cup of tea on an empty stomach has the same effect on The Beat !