The Cabin in the
Woods is a heartless, hilarious, campy self-satire. It criticizes the very
techniques it employs. Owing to a few extended pauses, the sound of your heart
beating becomes too loud for you to bear. And then, you’re hit with jump scares
that will give you convulsions. It’s a shallow and ridiculously loud piece of
work. But it’s also brilliant. I was completely caught off guard.
We have two perspectives
on a certain event that’s about to occur, shown in parallel. One shows us the
event live- a gang of youths are heading for a cabin in the woods, where they intend
to spend their weekend. They’re a generic bunch characterized by archetypes,
revealed by the film-maker himself. As the emphasized title obviously suggests,
there’s going to be mayhem. In all likelihood, it’ll have supernatural forces
at the helm. The other point of view is from a setting similar to Eric Byer’s
office in The Bourne Legacy. There’s a huge screen, an array of computers and
everyone’s pleasantly buzzing around like worker bees. The cabin and the woods
are controlled by a large corporation that consists of scientists and
technicians. Now, don’t take all of this at face value.

