By Emma Berkel

   After District 9, I was a bit hesitant to walk into another “documentary-style” movie. How long could I uphold a willing suspension of belief? Would it fall flat or be dramatic? Comedic or in bad taste? Fortunately, Catfish was far from disappointing. It was believable, full of tension, and indeed graced with jokes. Unfortunately, that’s almost all that can be said.

   Catfish is the kind of movie where the less you know walking into the theater, the better, and the reasoning is simple. While advertised as a movie of the horror genre, Catfish is truly more of a thriller. Ignorance enhances the movie’s mystery and puts you in the exact position of the protagonists. Like them, one is left on the edge of their seat. Like them, one is shocked once the wool is pulled from over their eyes.

   To give one line of summary could potentially ruin the movie for the soon-to-be viewer, and that point is hit home with the tagline: “Don’t let anyone tell you what it is.”

   Even so, it’s important to note that Catfish serves as a warning. It is a true story, and as such will not have the clichés of everyday fiction. There is no black and white morality or secret weapons to save the day. There is nothing but the modern reality, and once again, it’s proven that truth is by far stranger than fiction.