Screenwriter turned writer/director Alex Garland (Ex Machina) pulls off a phenomenal, biochemical magic trick in the luminescent Annihilation. In his lab, the ingenious filmmaker trickles eyedropper notions of the molecular, the psychological, the metaphysical and the celestial into a dish, swirls his finger into this ribonucleic soup and produces a dazzling and disorienting mindbender of the highest order. Garlands latest a measured, but mesmerizing dramatic sci-fi thriller about self-imposed devastation cements his status a modern auteur and a virtuoso of forming vivid, visceral and out-of-body experiences. Sweating with an ethereal pulse and a looming corporeal dread, if Stanley Kubrick and David Cronenberg teamed up to make a cerebral weird nature horror movie, it might look a little bit like Annihilation.
Unnervingly dream-like and unknowable, with a sinister undertow at its essence, Annihilation is some haunting, next level s**t and a thoughtful meditation on the objective and subjective qualities of self-destruction. No disrespect to Danny Boyle, who directed the Garland-penned, modern sci-fi classics like Sunshine and 28 Days Later those efforts seem pedestrian in comparison.