While I certainly understand where the detractors of Passenger are coming from, I will not be joining their disgruntled chrous as I walked out of the theater having had a good time with it. Seasoned horror filmmaker André Øvredal (The Autopsy of Jane Doe, Scary Stories to Tell in the Dark) punches up the predictable scare punchlines with some tense setpieces that are full of excellent camerawork that invoke the feeling of being completely disoriented from traveling nonstop (an extended sequence in the second act where Llobell's character is trying to find their van in a strip mall parking lot does a particularly good job of capturing this), there's a lingering atmosphere of dread present as the main characters navigate vast wide open spaces with the blind hope that they'll stumble upon a place that can provide them with some sort of safety from this serious supernatural threat and the lore surrounding "The Passenger" is made simple enough where it doesn't bog down the pacing of this efficient 94-minute ride with bloated exposition. Surrendering to the ridiculous baggage that Passenger is carrying with it is easy to do when it mostly succeeds in its primary goal of finding ways to be spooky. Part of the beauty of horror movies is that there's space for all sorts of different projects within it and in a month where the genre has commanded so much of the theatrical spotlight, I'm thrilled that flawed but entertaining studio horror flicks that will largely be forgotten within a few years of their release got some representation.
Grade: B


