

They don’t even notice the guy falling down dead outside their window. When alien forces descend from the night sky, they assume it’s a meteor shower. They notice a furry “pouffe” nesting in the living room, but assume it’s inanimate. They settle in for a week of hiking and canoeing and making lists like “How to Be a Better ‘We.’”Īnd then, as if cutting off iPhones and iPads for a week weren’t scary enough, there’s that alien invasion thing. They decide to cut off all technology, and won’t communicate with anyone. They take him up on his offer of a week away from it all. The couple is working on bettering themselves, and one evening at a party, they meet a friend who owns a remote cabin upstate. Typical domestic dialogue: “Alexa, play!” “Alexa, stop!” John Reynolds in “Save Yourselves!” When we meet them, she’s on her laptop and he’s on his phone.

We begin in the year … well, “the year humankind lost Planet Earth.” So from the start, we sort of know where this is going.īut before the aliens arrive, in the form of cute little furry “pouffes” that resemble comfy footstools, we get to know Su and Jack. The plot does get rather confused and trippy in the latter third, but by then we’re so charmed by this couple and their creative efforts to save themselves that honestly, it hardly matters. There are many Brooklyn millennial references like that, and luckily most of them hit their mark with a delightful zing, thanks to a crackling script by directors-writers Alex Huston Fischer and Eleanor Wilson, but especially because of the easy chemistry between the terrific leads, Sunita Mani and John Reynolds.
