The film uses the basis of a contractor being held hostage in Iraq and the lengths he goes too with his only tool, a mobile phone to get himself out, where in lies the problem. With so many ways to prolong speaking to someone, i.e. the hold button, you begin to see that in certain situations mostly of the life or death type, telecoms systems are wholly inefficient. With certain death only hours away, constant calls are made to emergency services and state departments. The manner, in which they talk, as if they don’t believe his calling from the Iraqi desert, is condescending and unproductive. Finally the light at the end of the tunnel seems to be nearing as he speaks to a hostage unit, but in the stark light of the day or torch in his case, there is very little they can do.
Twists and turns leave you in anticipation, nails littered around the sofa kind of frustration rides in constant waves. The Americans treatment of their employees and their reaction to hostage situations during this film are unbelievable, but could sadly be true.
Buried is a film that will leave you reeling long after the credits stop rolling.
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