Here I present my own (re)view, and below it I've included reviews from actual critics.
District 9 - A timeous sci-fi thriller for out times...
I think it’s the best movie to come out of South Africa (to date)… the acting is superb and the direction style is unique and original – which, incidentally, translates into a good movie. Considering the limited budget, District 9 is a resounding success and cant really be compared to other sci-fi blockbusters. District 9 is a visceral and emotional sci-fi exploration – rather than a visual feast.
My emotions while watching the movie were a bit mixed… I was suddenly transported back to a gruesome Apartheid-fuelled South Africa, and memories of oppression and discrimination came flooding back. Concurrently, I admired the bravery and mettle of the director and scriptwriters who were able to tell such an important (his)story by using the metaphor of an alien encounter with “humanity”.
District 9 inexorably unfolds the gruesome-ness of human nature. It is an almost-too-honest expose of the gory reality that comes with our past. The allegory of district 9 is unforgettable, and serves as an indelible reminder of how low society can sink morally – in this movie, we are the monsters.
Simultaneously, it left me curious as to which direction a sequel and even prequel would take. The movie deliberately and abruptly ends, leaving the audience wanting more – demanding a conclusion.
District 9 deserves recognition and applause for its bold, honest and unique approach, and is a movie that should prompt further deliberation amongst its audience. While contributing to the depth of the genre, District 9 is an intelligent and entertaining movie that instigates talk-ability. -
(Rating 4/ 5) -
Jody Daniels JND1st Review: Star Pulsehttp://www.starpulse.com/news/index.php/2009/08/03/district_9_review_a_great_film_on_all_leReview by Mike Pulse.
August 3rd, 2009 1:01pm EDT
Well, that wasn't supposed to happen. "District 9" was supposed to be another tired Man Versus Scary Alien late summer crapfest. Actually, when you think about the plot, it really should be a crapfest. "District 9" has absolutely no business being A Good Film. But, yet, here it is and here we are. We: the late summer movie going audience desperately seeking out... something... anything; one last eensy weensy morsel of precious, precious entertainment to use as an excuse to get out of the wretched heat of a mid-August sun . It: not content to be just A Good Film -- but, rather, A Great Film. And, on certain levels, maybe even An Important Film.
Whatever you think you know about "District 9" is, probably, wrong. "Well," you say, "It's about a reporter that discovers..." No. Wikus (Sharlto Copley), the main character, is not a reporter. He's a government bureaucrat. "OK, fine" you contend, "he discovers the atrocities that are occurring in District 9 and fights to help..." Nope. Wikus is well aware of what's happening in the district and, at first, is part of a team that's making things a bit worse. "Well, there are big scary evil aliens, right?" Evil? No. Scary? Not really, ornery might be a better adjective. Aliens? Yes!
You see, "District 9" plays out quite realistically -- if, you know, a giant alien spaceship visited Earth. Twenty years ago a spacecraft appears over Johannesburg, South Africa, and, for awhile, absolutely nothing happens. Finally, a mission to the hovering ship is implemented and around one million sick and malnourished aliens are found. They're brought down to the city, a large scale humanitarian effort takes place. Samaritans from around the world arrive to help feed and shelter the visitors. What happens next? Well, what always happen when the news of the day shifts to another story? Except for the government and a Nigerian gang who both have interest in their weapon technology, they're forgotten. (Remember those Iran elections the media cared so much about? Oh, yeah, you might not because Michael Jackson died.)
The aliens are far from evil -- writer and director Neill Blomkamp describes them as worker bees after the queen bee has died: a bit lost and without a purpose -- just neglected and, in terms of their life on Earth, quite poor. They live in a slum and absolutely no one wants them here -- especially the human residents of the slum. Wikus Van De Merwe is in charge -- a job he was given by his father-in-law -- of a relocation effort of the aliens from District 9 to the even less desirable District 10. Under South African law, each alien must be served an eviction notice. This is why Wikus and his team are in the district; to serve and have each alien sign a copy of his eviction notice.
Wikus does, eventually, take an interest in the aliens' well being. But not because Wikus has a sudden influx of morality or righteousness -- his motives are strictly selfish. There's a lot of selfishness at play in this film and not a lot to like about human behavior. The most genuine character in the film is named Christopher Johnson -- you may be surprised who Christopher Johnson turns out to be.
It next to impossible to ignore -- considering the film's South African setting -- the underlying comparisons of the aliens' plight to that of apartheid. Blomkamp -- a South African native -- draws on his own experiences of his home country and transforms black and white racial tension to human and aliens on a surprisingly low 30 million dollar budget. This isn't a particularly scary film, but it is gory (Christ, is it gory) and it has something to say. The thing is: even if you completely ignore "District 9"'s themes, there are aliens and a lot of things explode -- people seem to enjoy that. As stated: "District 9" shouldn't really be a good film; it shouldn't be a great film. It is. "District 9" is the best film of the summer -- possibly, so far, the year.
Grade: A+
2nd Review: Washington Posthttp://www.washingtonpost.com/gog/movies/district-9,1146825/critic-review.html'District 9': In Many Ways, It's a Perfect 10By John Anderson
Special to The Washington Post
August 14, 2009
The poison that permeates the phenomenal "District 9" is the same toxin that has defined so much of human history: The oppression of the Other. In this case, that means scaly aliens with feelers for faces who are confined to South African-style "townships," and who, in director-writer Neill Blomkamp's allegorical thrill ride, represent every tyrannized population since the institution of the pogrom. A sci-fi-fueled indictment of man's inhumanity to man -- and the non-human -- "District 9" is all horribly familiar, and transfixing.
That Blomkamp, a South African, would set his propulsive, kinetic and relentlessly nerve-racking thriller in a barely reformed South Africa indicates that subtle political messages are not his forte. Nor are they necessarily his objective. This is an action movie, after all: Cruel twists of fate, narrow escapes, well-deserved liquidations and unlikely alliances all make for a classic summer shoot-'em-up. Still, the underlying gravitas of the story -- in which the aliens are Gitmoed and used for gruesome experiments -- keeps "District 9" smart, even after the aliens start turning their oppressors into Heinz 57 sauce.
In a crisp, rapid-fire setup, "District 9" establishes how the ominous mothership came to a halt in the sky over Johannesburg, then sat motionless for months as earthly authorities pondered what to do. In frustration and desperation, a team was sent to cut its way into the ship, where the alien passengers were found weak and malnourished. Taken to the ground, but having no way back to the ship, the aliens became a sub-population of unwanted immigrants, whose disgusting looks and strange appetites -- they're partial to canned cat food -- make them a collective object of fear and loathing. As we reach the film's version of present day, the history has led to a crackdown, replete with evictions, violence and internment.
"District 9" is the rare arms-and-ammo flick in which the central human performance is as high-caliber as the hardware. Acting newcomer Sharlto Copley, as craven corporate tool Wikus van de Merwe, gives a performance that is nothing short of tour de force. Assigned to oversee the relocation of the aliens -- or "prawns," as they're derisively called (they do resemble shrimp) -- Wikus has gotten his job through his father-in-law, the head of the evil MNU (MultiNational United). He has no leadership abilities whatsoever; in carrying out the evictions of the aliens, Wikus demonstrates that he is, in fact, a natural coward. He's the kind of bureaucratic creature who overuses his authority because it's all he's got. He's despicable. And Copley's portrayal is precise and true. That he manages to make Wikus a hero, however marginal, is close to miraculous.
The film's producer, Peter ("Lord of the Rings") Jackson, has a kindred spirit in Blomkamp, who has a flair for the same kind of humorous violence Jackson showed early in his career (see "Meet the Feebles") and for a judicious but effective use of creepout embellishments: A prawn breeding ground is rich in viscous visuals; the claustrophobic alien hovels reek of dust and decay; the aliens themselves are rangy, revolting characters, almost ratlike in their paranoia and Otherness. They're hard to like, but we like them, just as we end up rooting for the demise of Greater Human Civilization. That we barely get to catch our breath is not a bad thing either.
Contains bloody violence and vulgarity.