J.J Abrams has always had a knack for injecting his films with a jarring dose of body horror. Cloverfield (2008) had the infamous exploding woman, 10 Cloverfield Lane (2016) had a melting John Goodman after he got soaked in acid, and The Cloverfield Paradox (2018) had, well, a truly horrifying script. Whilst Overlord (2018) is a firmly stand-apart feature from the Cloverfield franchise (despite the rumours), there’s definitely enough body shock and gore to feel like an Abrams production.
There are so many descriptors one could attribute to Overlord; delightfully nasty, bloody and nauseatingly tense are but a few. This film is a grungy B-movie horror disguised as a slick WW2 drama and boy, is it fun. Continue reading