The word is sinking ever-so-slightly on Christopher Smith‘s Severance after playing with a Telluride audience or two. A decision has been reached by two plugged-in prognosticators that it’s been overhyped (i.e., as a result of items like this one), isn’t that great, has some good jokes and so on but isn’t radically different or audacious enough to qualify as something really special, etc. Nobody’s trashing it — they’re just saying “calm down, it’s not that brilliant”. It still looks to me like a midnight-movie hit, and I still can’t wait to catch it in Toronto.
