I love disaster movies, even more so when there’s a monster about.
In the case of Cloverfield (Paramount, €24.99), the mayhem which strikes just as a farewell party for Rob (Michael Stahl-David) is in full swing is all the more striking because the action unfolds through a jerkily held camera à la Blair Witch Project — except this is no slasher movie.
As New York crumbles, the monster/alien/whatever remains unseen, until we finally tire of the ruse.
Engaging, but only up to a point, despite the best efforts of director Matt Reeves.
Commentary and featurettes on the single edition, but lots more on the double disc edition, including deleted scenes and alternate endings.