The Host

....A nervousness-afflicted archereuse from Seoul destroys a colossal mutant-fish-beast by the simple expedient of firing a burning arrow into it's eye at just the moment when the creature is coated in petrol, greedily glugging it down.

How else would you devise a denoument for a movie about colonisation, social unrest, and the sticky underbelly of the global city (a riverside squid bar, the concrete tunnels within the entirely automotive bridges over the Han River)?

There is some wonderful black socio-political comedy in "The Host", largely centred around the cruelly bureaucratic, knee-jerking or incompetent political and health-service response to the above described monster attacking unfortunate citizens. It rains, or is foggy, or is near-dark, throughout the film. A family, bickering and confused throughout, tries to save their grand-daughter, despite the 'rescue' effort failing to proceed around them.

A man-made threat, entirely indiscriminate and ruthless, causes havoc. The political-military response is laughable or sinister or distant. A dysfunctional family works, after a fashion, to co-operate and survive.

So, a feel-good family movie, then.