Like many movie-goers this weekend, I had high hopes for "Super 8," the new movie directed by J.J. Abrams and produced by Steven Spielberg. The early reviews were lavish with praise, telling us we were back to "E.T." and "Close Encounters" quality summer films.
So I was sadly disappointed. "Super 8" has its moments of virtuosity, but it just doesn't come together in the end. It probably will be popular enough to make some money, but it's no classic.
The film has two very good scenes -- of the kids making an amateur movie at the train station and, later, of young Joe running an old home movie of his mother. The trouble with "Super 8" is, the pace is uneven and it wraps up in a pointless rush. (It might have helped to show us how the kids' amateur film turned out. And you know, I missed what happened to the dog; now I just don't care.)
"Super 8" is a quart of "E.T.," a cup of "Jurassic Park," a teaspoon of "Jaws" and a pinch of "Back to the Future." A tasty recipe, but not prepared well enough to satisfy the appetite for films like the old Spielberg masterpieces.