Damn, not sure I’m going to have time to bang out a full, proper Super 8 review prior to opening day, actually (unless someone knows of a way to freeze time and space, in which case call me). But I caught it today, and really, really dug it. Amusingly, my good friend who caught it with me hated it. We didn’t come to blows, however. I think he just wanted more Kyle-Chandler-in-commando-mode, which the film definitely isn’t. It is what it is, and it wears all its narrative and technical inspirations unashamedly on its sleeve.