Dark business. The love of “documentary” movies makes me do crazy things at times, such as watching the Argentine tracing from the Spanish “Report”, shot in a couple of days with fifty bucks in my pocket. This kind of slag always raises various questions in my head, such as “What did the authors think?”, “Who gave the camera to the monkey?” and “What was the script written by a five-year-old?” I'm going to start with a general story. As an introduction, we are shown a massacre, arranged among perhaps the weakest and the body and spirit of the factory workers, one after another perishing like smokers at the hands of a mad man with a knife. During this scene, only the “frags” counter in the corner of the screen was missing, because all the signs of stupid NPCs in some budget computer game are obvious. A few years later, journalists come to the scene to find out what really happened there. Well, you immediately understood what this leads to - to wild screams and running around the abandoned building. Everything goes as if on rails - demons invade the invited specialists in any ancient way, forcing them to yell something incoherent and bite everything that comes to hand, the operator immediately grabs the camera in his teeth and begins to wind circles around the same empty rooms, and all this causes wild boredom, since the location for filming was chosen, probably, from the most dull abandoned buildings in Argentina. In addition, the film takes place on a sunny day, freedom is visible behind numerous windows, it is enough not to fool around, hiding from zombies behind boxes and get out, which does not add to the atmosphere of the picture. Constantly missing an opportunity to escape the cameraman causes great irritation, even the police he thought to call only by the middle of the film, and from that moment it was enough for him to barricade himself in the first room and wait for people in uniform. But no - the director ordered to run around the perimeter of the building a dozen more times, so no objections - forward from a low start.
A series of runs from room to room and timid glances from around the corner in search of something terrible (the terrible at the same time successfully escapes from the hero) makes even more painful camera work. The camera in this film lives its own life, completely separate from what is happening on the screen. The constant tremors and sharp jumps raise the strong suspicion that this demonic apparatus runs on an ancient diesel engine, even during the usual report it beats in a fit, goes crazy and randomly grabs close-up fragments of someone's faces. Only when the operator in the fight with another obsessed zombie carefully puts it on the ground, the viewer can at least take a break from this orgy. But if even a psychotic camera does not scare you away from watching - be brave, you will be tested by acting. The groaning screams of cheaply made-up actors instead of horror cause hurtful laughs, the fear on the faces of the characters surprisingly looks like a wild desire to fall asleep right in the frame, and finally the film lost me when one of the characters, a full bald man, suddenly bulged his eyes in the middle of the stage and naturally began to portray a combat chicken tobacco. That is, it was supposed to be some frightening demonic posture, but you try to make a person of this size turn his arms back and walk, curling like a sciatica, along the way grunting and drooling. It was a tsunami of laughter, and I couldn’t take the film seriously. Such wonders are full here, and the final scene will finally finish off the poor moviegoer, blowing his brain with the absolutism of the situation - it is enough to recall how the operator, straining, probably, all the muscles of his body to the maximum, tries to prop up the door obviously not weighing and five kilograms with a wooden rack, as another laughable tantrum will not keep itself waiting. As they say, God bless the unexpected comedy, for it is the funniest.
"Incident" is an amazing ineptitude slag, it is unclear how crawled to release at least on DVD. In my purely personal opinion, the authors, having seen only the first shots of their film, had to throw the footage into the trash, and eliminate all witnesses of this indecency by any means, as long as no one knew that this could be filmed in full seriousness. I appreciate the many minutes of genuine fun that this piece of garbage gave me, but I will never forgive what he did to my eyes and mental health.
1 out of 10