The movie Cloverfield completely devastated me.
Images of it have been haunting me since I first watched it. Sometimes, I remember some detail and sink back into the dark place that the movie took me to. This is, by far, one of the worst movies ever (emotionally speaking).
Tonight I uncovered the reason why this movie has caused me so much harm. It’s one simple fact:
Everyone that I — the viewer — associated with eventually died.
This has to be the single worst ingredient in a movie. There’s no lack of horrible movies, or apocalyptic movies. But how harsh a movie is depends not on how many people die in the movie, but rather on who dies in the movie.