I was probably the last person in the world to see Get Out. There’s very little I can say about the movie that hasn’t been said already by a lot of people before me. It’s got a 99% Fresh rating on Rotten Tomatoes and reviews far and wide have praised it to the skies. It is really, really good. If you haven’t seen it yet, you should. It does the slowly building, thriller type of horror really well. It bears rewatching, the comedic moments are funny and the characters feel real. A+ have and will watch again. It sits in a continuum of conversation with the horror movies that have come before, engaging without ever becoming derivative. Since I don’t mind spoilers and I didn’t know when or if I’d ever have the chance to see this movie, I spoiled the shit out of myself. I was still flabbergasted at just how good this movie was when I first saw it.
There’s this concept in the Finnish language called myötähäpeä. It’s the shame you feel when someone else does things without realizing they should be ashamed of what they’re doing. That. For a white person, even a non-American like I am, this movie is filled with moments like that. Which is ultimately part of its success. I am not the target audience and that’s fine. Granted, I know this feeling because I’m not the target audience of pretty much most movies, being as previously mentioned, non-American. Get Out has a point of view that is new and interesting and amazing. And if I can ever write half as well as Jordan Peele, I will count myself a success.