Quarantine: Critic Reviews

Quarantine director John Erick Dowdle and co-writing brother Drew wisely stick close to the told-from-the-cameraman's point-of-view template of the terrific original.

Quarantine, yet another pseudo-documentary horror movie, delivers the heebie-jeebies with solid acting and perfectly calibrated shocks.

Good news for those who missed the Spanish zombie horror [REC] when it opened here a few months back. Here comes the inevitable fast-tracked Hollywood remake, which covers the same ground without the burden of all those subtitled hysterics.

I have seen many execrable films -- Plan 9 From Outer Space, Disaster Movie, Batman & Robin -- but never has a movie made me so physically ill.

Quarantine is a modestly inventive, sporadically exciting thriller that nonetheless proves too faithful to its central conceit for its own good.

No, the script isn't anything special and the novelty long ago wore off in this style of movie making. But the execution in this film from John Erick Dowdle is amazing, the camera work and cutting perfect.

Quarantine is based on the 2007 Spanish thriller [REC]. Like any imitation, the quality's not as good, but this is about cheap thrills, of which there are not enough.

Give Quarantine credit: Without resorting to computer-generated monsters or supernatural explanations, it uses consistent logic and confinement to find new ways of being scary.

Quarantine fails to correct some of the problems evident in its predecessor while also incorporating a few defects of its own.

This derivative horror flick can be confined along with its numerous inspirations.

The best thing about this cheesy rip-off mockumentary-styled horror pic is that I didn't catch its virus or vomit after following its shaky developments.

Works as every bit the disposable jolt dispenser it's assembled to be.

'Quarantine' is a solid horror movie and one of the better to be released this year. The last 15 minutes is hardcore suspense that redeem any cheap movie making flaws.

Develops into a legitimately unnerving experience.

...one could surely do far worse as far as horror remakes go.

A respectable, if uninspired, adaptation of... [REC], a Blair Witch-style variation on zombie movie cliches that might seem fresher had it not opened after veteran George Romero's grimly pared-down Diary of the Dead.

Real no frills filmmaking. Anything that gets in the way of the main idea is stripped to the bone. This includes certain niceties like character, humor, and even story.

Not as frightening as it should be, but still better than the average Hollywood scare-a-thon.

We are saddled with the limitations of the 'found' film premise - seemingly endless screaming and scrabbling around in the dark, filmed from just a single angle.

An eye-popping both metaphorical and literal genocidal rat race scare scenario made especially haunting when it kicks in, with its post-9/11 domestic terror lurking around every corner, hyper-paranoid sensibility.

An affair that aims low and succeeds well in such.

It's one of those rare movies where you can't quite ascertain as to whether the filmmakers are trying to create scares or laughs.

The premise isn't bad; I like the fact this hysteria happens in and around people's homes, because it's an excuse for the filmmakers to uncover secrets normally kept behind closed doors. A pity there are no great revelations here.

The Spanish film worked better than John Erick Dowdle's remake, which is, if possible, even more chaotically filmed to the point that you often haven't got the slightest idea what's happening -- you just know that it's nasty.