Chronicle follows an introvert teenage who always use his camera to express herself, but upon discovering a mysterious substance with his mates, they are tossed out of control and they begin to exhibit their darker sides.
Trank's debut feature treats the audience to a deluge of teen angst, power trips, comradeship and rivalry yielding an insightful look into the unstable machine driving humans' wills and desires.
Somewhere amidst a jumble of fast images and unscripted shouts, I couldn't help but feel that this all would have been more effective in a movie that played the material with a more straightforward approach.
Although it dog-legs into silly mayhem in the homestretch, for a good portion of its quick 83-minute running time Chronicle is a quite clever boys-gone-wild-on-telekinetic-powers fantasy.
A found-footage film, like 'Blair Witch,' combined with 'Bowling for Columbine.' Instead of witches and guns, it's a teen outcast with supernormal abilities; like 'Carrie' with shaky-cam and cool CG.
