Before the review, first a little backstory.
Yesterday, on a whim at 3:28, my brother and decided to go see a 3:30 showing of War for the Planet of the Apes. Luckily, we were standing right outside the movie theater, so we bought our tickets and headed in. The problem? We’d never even seen (and barely even heard of) the previous two films in the trilogy. I’d seen the trailers and heard the buzz, so I was intrigued.
We plopped down in our plastic-y AMC movie theater seats and sat through 20 minutes of uninteresting, unmemorable trailers. Finally, the movie began, and from that opening minute to the final minute of its over two-hour run time, my brother and I were enthralled. A lot of these characters we didn’t even know the names of, yet we reacted viscerally and deeply when they struggled. The beautiful soundtrack played softly in the background throughout the film, enhancing the movie’s scenes. The special effects were fantastic, and language was nonexistent until the film’s last fourty minutes or so. To add on to all that, the acting was phenomenal.
When the credits rolled, I got up from my theater seat in shock. Literally. As I walked out of the theater, I had no idea what to say. As my brother and I met our parents outside to eat dinner at the mall, I had no idea how to describe the experience I’d just been through. I’d fallen in love with a bunch of characters I’d never met before as their story reached a gripping climax.
Do I recommend the film? Highly. Not for younger kids, definitely, due to the high-stakes and intensity, but teens and adults will do fine. Violence never becomes gratuitous, but the film does have quite a few battle scenes.