Written by Chris Sparling
Directed by Rodrigo Cortes
Paul is a U.S. truck driver working in Iraq. After an attack by a group of Iraqis he wakes to find he is buried alive inside a coffin. With only a lighter and a cell phone it’s a race against time to escape this claustrophobic death trap.
Claustrophobic? You will be after watching this exercise in stripped-down horror film-making.
How would you react if found yourself trapped in a coffin armed with only a lighter and cell phone? Paul (Ryan Reynolds) wakes up literally buried inside a coffin in what we presume to be Iraq. His mind races to make sense of it all while trying to find a way out. Watching his cell phone power bars slowly dwindle invoked a crazy reaction for me. I’m not really claustrophobic, but this film was enough to make me break out in a cold sweat.
The smothering sense of confinement would be enough to drive anyone insane. Reynolds’ performance feels so raw and legit, that the viewer begins to feel the walls closing in. Oh, wait, there’s a snake crawling down your pants leg while you’re trapped in a coffin? I just assumed I would have had a heart attack and died on the spot. Convienent to say the least; you’re already buried in a coffin.
I could feel the tension growing as the protagonist races to connect to the outside and escape certain death. Confronted with barriers all along the way, your pulse begins to race in hopes of survival. While this wasn’t strictly a horror film, the end result is the same. I wouldn’t advise watching Buried if you are claustrophobic or suffer from anxiety.