Imagine if modern film equipment was transported back to the golden age of eighties adventure films (think ET, The Goonies, and Close Encounters of the Third Kind), and fell onto the lap of … say, Steven Spielberg. The result wouldn’t be too different from what director J.J. Abrams has delivered here.
Super 8 is a film that doesn’t scream “look at me I’m reprising the eighties”, but instead is a master class in nostalgic adventure. It successfully delivers what the recent misfires from the Indiana Jones and Star Wars franchises didn’t. By no means perfect, Super 8 threatens to become just another misunderstood monster flick … although, weren’t many films in the eighties just that? With nostalgia kicks this good, I am confident that Abrams can deliver the new Star Wars film that every 40+ year old has been yearning for. Roll on December!