The standard-issue alien abduction thriller gains a few paranormal touches and a taste of the living dead in "Dark Skies," a sometimes hair-raising riff on all the "Communions" that have come before.
It's a passably chilling bit of nonsense that builds on the past, the tropes of the genre, and relies on them for the odd jolt and the occasional ironic laugh.
Yes, the aliens are abducting us, but only those of us who didn't heed the warnings of "Signs."
Keri Russell and Josh Hamilton play struggling suburbanites — she's a real estate agent, he's an unemployed architect — who suddenly have weird lights, weirder noises, nightly kitchen re-arranging and unseen threats to their two boys to go along with a battered marriage, long-term unemployment and a mortgage in arrears. "Dark Skies" is about how they and their confused kids handle all this.
Not very well, as you might expect.
Lacy (Russell) hears things and sees things. She's at a loss to understand what took everything out of their kitchen cabinets and parked these things in precarious stacks, all the way to the ceiling. Daniel (Hamilton) is less credulous.
He's fibbing to her about his job interviews, and she's not telling him everything that's going on at home, how little Sammy (Kaden Rockett) keeps having nightmares about "The Sand Man."
The lies come out and the marriage earns its ugliest test when they come face to face with the impossible. The movie sinks or swims not on our belief that this is happening to them, but on the players' beliefs, and neither adult gets frantic or worked up enough to be convincing.