Review: ONSLAUGHT
by Rob DiCristinoIn which Adam Wingard gets back to basics. You know what? Let’s just cut to the chase on this one: Onslaught is not a very good film. It’s a crass, empty, and juvenile actioner, a reheated John Carpenter riff that sorely lacks the gritty authenticity and cynical defiance of Carpenter masterpieces like The Thing, They Live, and Assault on Precinct 13. Unlike those films, Onslaught is forced and overeager, bending over backward to be transgressive in a laughable, 2010 sort of way. Co-written with longtime partner Simon Barrett, Adam Wingard’s first independent effort since 2014…
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