Buried (2010)

what a terribly boring film. I'm sorry but this is absolutely not deserving of best picture and will be forgotten quickly. Entertaining and engaging cinema? No. Nothing performances with flat faces and mistaking silence for subtlety.

The film never slows down or bores, plunging from one harrowing sequence to the next.

This movie tries so hard to be funny, yet it falls flat every time. Just another example of recycled ideas repackaged with women in an attempt to appeal to a certain audience.

The film's masterful storytelling did its job. The message was clear. No need to overdo.

Buried is a different type of horror movie - it's more of a drama. It is impressive that Ryan Reynolds can carry the entire film practically all by himself and I was amazed about how a movie can spend 90 minutes inside a coffin and stay interesting, visually. However, the final act wasn't satisfying for me. I don't regret watching Buried, but I probably won't watch it again.

You wake up and realize that you are trapped. Nowhere to run, nowhere to hide and no way to win. Forces have conspired against you and there is nothing you can do. Alone in the dark, precious empty time ticks by as you draw your last few breaths. What has it all meant? What good have I done? Does it even matter?I imagine that we have all felt this way from time to time, and there are certainly those who would have us believe that this is the reality for many of us. Buried underground in a wooden box, we see Paul Conroy face these obstacles in an all too real way. Fully immersed by both compelling cinematography and superb sound design, we are subjected to the horrors of this claustrophobic catastrophe right along side the films only embodied character as he searches for answers and fights for his freedom.I won't say too much more about the plot or the themes, other than I believe the writer struck many a chord that resonated with Americans circa 2010 and even today.I encourage you to set aside an uninterrupted 90 minutes and watch this movie by yourself, in the dark with the best sound system you can find, whether that is a home theater or a good pair of headphones. You won't regret it.

The hero is afraid of death. I used to be so .How could I get my euthanasia drugs like Cyclone B? My life resembles a meteor, short-last and spangled. Right here,right now, I recall the death poems of Japanese samurais. Actually ,I benefit a lot from Bushido. It teaches me how to die without fear. Life is like a lucid dream.

A great idea full of tension totally spoilt by the inappropriate use of music - the director needs a lesson in how to build the feeling of confinement which should have been the absolute centre of the movie. Lots of plot holes made for a messy story with no tangible reason why certain items were with him or a reason for the whole thing. All in all a mess - could have been brilliant but unfortunately not.