I’m ambivalent about Aneesh Chaganty’s Searching and fully expected to be ambivalent about Run. To my surprise, Run clocks in at a tidy 80 or so minutes and, in keeping with the title, moves. There’s a little false advertising here, as no one in the film really runs*, but why run when you can be a total badass and crawl out your damn window, over the damn shingles, dragging yourself along arm by arm while keeping a death grip on a soldering iron and holding a cup’s worth of water in your mouth?
You can read my full review over at Paste Magazine.
*I’m going to get in trouble for this, aren’t I.
A Constant Visual Feast 