Mamá y papá

¡Ni Edgar Wright tendría cojones para eso! Una comedia negra anarquista anti familiar en el espíritu de Amanecer de los muertos, en la que no masacran los zombis, sino los padres a sus hijos, que tienen que salvarse de las mamás y los papás locos y ¡nosotros les deseamos buena suerte! Una sátira de los suburbios estadounidenses que los padres de vez en cuando desearían (¡lo siento, niños!). Banda sonora súper funcional, a ratos paródica y familiar al estilo de Spielberg, pero sobre todo electrónica moderna, ambientada. Y trucos sofisticados de edición y video. ¡Una película tonta, pero maravillosamente labrada y lo más importante, valiente! [Sitges FF] (07.10.2017)

January is classically dead for horror movies and this new release, with Nicolas Cage and Selma Blair, doesn't impress much either. The idea is great, but very underutilized. All of a sudden the parents want to kill their children and an epidemic breaks out. Unfortunately the murders are out of frame, so once again a horror film without blood, which is a big thumbs down. The film also didn't have much humour and Cage overacted tragically, it's amazing how a once excellent actor has now fallen to an absolute acting low. Fortunately the film doesn't get significantly boring somehow and there is the occasional thrilling scene, but otherwise it’s pretty pointless for me. 55% (21.01.2018)

Let’s face it: children are simply evil. One minute, you’re enjoying life to the fullest and the next thing you know, you’re pushing a baby carriage and sacrificing your time, money and personal wellbeing for someone who has no consideration for you at all. As the years go passing by, it gets worse and you expect one jab after another until your investment in the perpetuation of the human race tells you to go to hell. But nature sees to it that the parental instinct overcomes even the biggest cheap shot in the end, so that we don’t murder the little bastards. But what would it be like if it were possible to switch off this natural and civilisational impulse? Director and screenwriter Brian Taylor used this obviously strongly introspective stream of thought as the initial premise of his likably rollicking variation on slaughter flicks. Years ago, Taylor gained cult fame in certain circles for his films made in creative tandem with Mark Neveldine. Their formally anarchistic, even avant-garde works such asthe diptych of Crank and Gamer polarised viewers with a cheeky cyberpunk mix of uncontrolled energy, an excessive juvenile fondness for shallowness and corporeality, andan exalted concentration of the multimedia chaos of the new millennium. But that was ten years ago. Though Taylor is miserly when it comes to disclosing details of his private life, his new work meaningfully fills a six-year gap in his filmography. Mom and Dad is thus not merely a hysterical acting performance by Nicolas Cage, but a sincere, unfiltered cry of a person whom the monsters he himself spawned daily attempt to take his life. (09.05.2018)

A brutal satire on family relationships, as a new variant of Covid forces parents to kill their children. The black-humored story, with a madcap Cage and a terrifying Selma Blair, works perfectly, not least because the children are killed off-screen. The upbeat electronic soundtrack also helps a lot. A suspenseful bloodbath with a nice final twist where parents cheer for parents and the childless cheer for children. (02.05.2023)

The film that best describes the mature stage of Nicolas Cage’s acting: over-the-top, inadequate to higher filmmaking standards, but somehow perversely amusing and relentless. Many of you will agree with the statement that kids are annoying pricks, but who would have thought that the fight against them can reach such filmmaking extremes; though unfortunately, only when it comes to the premise, because the creators are afraid of violence and real audience joy is provided only by the performances of Selma Blair and Nicolas (and for a moment also Lance Henriksen, who was born for the role of Cage’s father) and the properly absurd hunt for the two brats in a closed house with all kinds of tools. If Taylor hadn’t ruined the last part with those pointless flashbacks and had pushed the envelope further, this could have been a lot more fun. 55% (23.01.2019)

Con niños así en casa quién sabe si un día hasta yo no los mataría. Además, por desgracia, Nicholas Cage sobreactúa demasiado. Interpreta de forma innecesaria a un loco mucho más grande de lo que su personaje requiere. Tenía bastantes ganas de ver su interacción con Lance Henriksen, pero quizás al final no mereció la pena. Y justo cuando crees que la película está teniendo un comienzo decente, de repente aparecen los créditos finales. Además, de humor hay realmente muy poco. Débil. (20.06.2018)