Hey du! I just watched “Crawl,” and wow, what a ride! It’s basically a smorgasbord of gators, hurricanes, and enough adrenaline to fuel a Stockholm marathon. Haley, played by Kaya Scodelario, is off to save her dad during a gnarly Florida storm, and they end up wrestling with some toothy beasts in a flooded house. How’s that for family bonding?
Now, let’s be honest: the plot ain’t intricate, like a Bergman flick. It’s more straight to the point like a shot of akvavit. But that’s what makes Crawl oddly refreshing. There’s something almost comforting in its predictability. The kind of comfort you get from watching SVT on a rainy Sunday.
I remember swimming in Njupeskär as a kid. A small stream, absolutely no gators—just tiny fish tickling your feet. But still, the feeling of water on your skin transports you to another world. In Crawl, that constant threat of water flooding in really keeps you squirming like when you find surströmming on a midsummer table and you’re just not sure if you should embrace it or hide it under the Kalles Kaviar.
The tension is palpable—director Alexandre Aja has created a claustrophobic nightmare that’s, oddly enough, quite fun. Maybe I did find it a bit predictable at times. Like you knew the storm was coming, just like you know it’s gonna rain every Midsommar. But still, when the gators snap, you can’t help but jump!
And I have to mention the sound design. It’s like being inside the storm, seriously. You hear everything, from the wind howling to the floorboards creaking. Maybe not something for everyone, but for those who enjoy a good scare—it’s a thrill.
So, if you’re up for a wild, wet, and bitey adventure, check out Crawl. Grab some popcorn, and maybe avoid swimming in dark waters for a bit.
