Nacho Vigalondo‘s debut film, Timecrimes, showed us a filmmaker keen to get into genre right up to his elbows and start swapping the wires around, and so it goes with Extraterrestrial. What we have here is an alien invasion film that’s not really like any other.
Looks great, and it’s great to get some idea of what the tennis balls are about, finally – though now I’m just going to fixate on the jar of peaches.
There will be inevitable comparisons to Signs and Shaun of the Dead, I bet, and it also looks the sort of thing Steven Moffat might have done if he wasn’t handed the reins of Doctor Who and instead had to squeeze all of his sci-fi ideas into a Coupling-ish comedy. Did you see the quote from Jason Reitman calling Vigalondo “the Woody Allen of science fiction”? Well… I thought Woody had that covered himself, pretty well, with Sleeper and few other bits and pieces, but it’s still an intriguing tribute.
Most of all, though, I think Extraterrestrial is particularly interesting as the “difficult second film” a director who went straight into the cult canon with his debut. Can’t help but root for it.