Leigh Whannell's scientifically rigorous 2020 adaptation proves that psychological horror is better served by relatable realism than CGI spectacle.
Elisabeth Moss disappears on a tightrope as a survivor of partner abuse, tormented by her tech-savvy ex's diabolical, reality-blurring deceptions.
Whannell directs with masterful tact, using practical effects to make small interruptions seem truly sinister and manipulating light and shadow in a constant tightrope act of uncertainty.
Commenting on the social plague of gaslighting, the film gets under the skin only through suggestion as Moss navigates a 'gaslit' world that rejects his testimony. His descent into justified paranoia is abysmally plausible.
Elegantly produced and mounted, Invisible Man never resorts to bloodshed, but inflicts violence through collateral damage on its heroine's mental well-being more disturbingly than any slasher opus.
A landmark that proves that intelligent monster stories endure by speaking directly to our fears, Invisible Man is a modern thriller for posterity that deserves widespread acclaim for its insightful artistry.
Unfortunately, it did not receive an Oscar nomination, despite Leigh Whannell proving himself a master of nuanced horror.
