The Zone of Interest - Reviews

The end credits are accompanied by the sound of hell, a writhing, tortured sonic swamp. We’re left with that. It may never leave us.

A single, satanic joke burns through the celluloid in Jonathan Glazer’s technically brilliant, uneasy Holocaust movie...

...horrifying in its banality.

...an unrelenting portrait of the banality of evil.

Jonathan Glazer's stark film about the domestic routine of the Höss family next door to Auschwitz is a colossal, profoundly disturbing achievement in filmmaking.

A challenging, haunting, and singular work from Jonathan Glazer.

...the hellish counterpart to The Man in the Gray Flannel Suit, another film about the soulless march of the careerist’s life. Only in Glazer’s version, the march is a goose step.

...The Zone of Interest’s coup de grâce is never showing any activity within Auschwitz itself, allowing only the sounds of the camp to be a constant, nerve-racking presence.

A bone-chilling portrait of a Nazi household.

Though it’s been seven months, I remain haunted by “The Zone of Interest.”