2.5 stars (out of 5)
By R. Kurt Osenlund
There are moments in the inept, lowbrow sci-fi thriller “The Fourth Kind” when the bass is cranked up exceedingly high, as if to say, “now is the time for you to grip your armrests in terror.” I know this intimately because, in my screening, I sat in the very back row, right next to the speakers, which in those moments rattled the wall panels with the vigor of an earthquake. The blaring, bumping, dun-dun-dun! soundtrack is but one of the many ways that writer/director Olatunde Osunsanmi practically bludgeons you with the notion that the events depicted in his directorial debut are very dramatic, very frightening and very, very real.
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