I went into this movie knowing nothing about it. As we get into the premise, I was intrigued by this interesting setting for a survival movie. I've seen many before, but they usually involve an island or a blizzard. The premise introduces some creative obstacles for the character.

Unfortunately, this movie has nothing to offer other than the premise (and a good performance). Movies like these with a tiny cast and one setting are usually very short. This is an hour and 45 minutes long. It should have been no longer than an hour and 20.

I'm usually not one to complain about movies being too long, I think they should be as long as they need to be. But man, I wanted to cry from how bored I was. I started to really feel it halfway through. And I even started preparing myself to be patient for almost another hour. It didn't help. I was dying and just wanted the movie to finish.

Every scene is far too long. Everything is so repetitive. I kept hoping for something more, but there is nothing more. It throws in some symbolism as if that's enough to make up for the complete lack of plot intrigue.

I chose this movie over Shazam 2 because I figured it would be bad. But I would have rather watched a bad superhero movie than a technically well-made bore-fest. (1 viewing, opening Thursday 3/16/2023)

This attraction is absolutely fascinating. It consists of a one and a half hour display of William Dafoe's incredible acting abilities as he slowly but steadily descends into madness, making it the best performance I have witnessed in many years.

Dafoe's captivating presence on screen holds your attention and keeps you spellbound throughout the entire movie. He is the sole actor featured in the film and only speaks a few words, yet the range of emotions he displays is unparalleled.

This movie is not about survival or theft; instead, it is centered on art and features numerous great paintings throughout its duration. Furthermore, the movie itself is a work of art. (I cannot forgive the absence of a match cut from a pile of human excrement to a can of dog food, though.)

"Inside" is a film about an artist's struggle and dedication, even in the face of distractions, extreme temperatures, dehydration, and hopelessness. However, completing a masterpiece can set the artist free.

While cats may die and AC/DC records could be stolen, this movie will undoubtedly leave a lasting impression on its viewers.

Greetings again from the darkness. We've seen movies about isolation, and we've seen movies with survival stories. However, as best I can remember, this is the first survival story about a guy isolated and trapped in an ultra-luxury Manhattan penthouse apartment. Ben Hopkins wrote the screenplay from an idea of director Vasilis Katsoupis. The best idea was casting the always interesting Willem Dafoe in the lead (and almost the only role),while the worst idea was wedging in a forced statement on the one-percenters.

Mr. Dafoe plays Nemo, an art thief working with a never-seen/only heard walkie-talkie partner. After being air-dropped onto the balcony via helicopter, the first few minutes are a thing of beauty in a criminally precise way. Nemo swiftly navigates his way through the apartment gathering paintings by famed expressionist Egon Schiele, whose self-portrait is to be the gem of the haul. The first problem is that painting is nowhere to be found, and the second, much more serious problem occurs when Nemo is ready to leave and the security system malfunctions. This renders Nemo a prisoner, trapped like a rat.

This is the type of apartment that features a plunge pool in the living room, two massive aquariums, a steel-reinforced door, and an automatic indoor sprinkler system for the plants. Valuable art is professional displayed throughout. What it doesn't have is an easy escape route. The sleek modernism of luxury slowly transforms into a cold, prison-like fortress. We watch as Nemo's initial panic is slowly overtaken by a sinking feeling of despair. His partner's final walkie-talkie words, "You're on your own", ring out as Nemo takes stock of his dire straits.

It's an unusual security lockdown. There is no running water, phone line, or emergency escape, yet the HVAC seems to have a mind of its own by spontaneously shifting from desert-level heat to Arctic winter cold. And for some reason, there seem to be no security cameras inside this high-tech apartment, yet the TV periodically displays closed-circuit video from around the building. Those cameras give Nemo his only link to the outside world, and also help us understand how far he has drifted from reality ... especially in regards to Jasmine, a cleaning lady he spots. He scavenges for food and water in some not-so-appealing ways, including some scraps inside a refrigerator that plays "Macarena" on full blast if the door is left open too long. Although we aren't told exactly how many days this ordeal lasts, we get some idea from a certain pile shown.

Any movie that has us engaged enough for us to ask ourselves, "What would I do in this situation?" has something going for it, but it's really Dafoe's performance as a guy losing his grip that keeps us zoned in. Supposedly the owner of this apartment is away in Kazakhstan, and given the weak attempt towards the end to comment on the ultra-rich, we assume this detail is meant to prevent us from having too much sympathy for him. It appears the filmmaker believes we should take a morality lesson from a criminal (one who doesn't carry a cell phone) who, as the narrator, tells us twice, "Cats die. Music fades. Art is for keeps." Opens in theaters on March 17, 2023.