To dare is to dream: Annihilation is a breath of fresh, dare-I-say shimmering air

I spent Saturday afternoon at the cinema in what became a cure-for-the-itch occasion. You know the sort. At some point during the film, you notice that you’ve sunk into your seat in a state of deep contentment. This is juxtaposed with sudden lurches out of said seat when thrilling moments arise. Total engagement and engrossment, a rare combination in these days of “Everybody’s playing the same song”, set to film stock. Wait. They don’t really use that anymore, either.