Someday I’ve got to learn to swallow my ambition and give up the goal of watching at least one movie for every letter of the alphabet within each calendar year. The challenge leads me to some real acts of desperation when it comes to Qs, Xs and Zs. And this particular offering is around the lowest I’ve ever stooped. Not to be confused with a 1982 picture with a similar name, this is a weak tale of some marines who encounter a space alien on a deserted island. During the course of the movie the script manages to steal from just about everything from Aliens, The Thing and Predator right down to the Tonya Harding skating scandal. There’s also some fuzzy bunny death (the things are constantly hanging around everywhere; it’s like watching some kind of extra-demented episode of the Teletubbies), but it’s so obviously fake that it’s hard to get real upset about it. Side note to Tom Hanks: you’ve gotta be a multi-gazillionaire at this point. Why don’t you pony up a little cash for your younger brother so he doesn’t have to appear in amateurish tripe like this? It’s just a thought. I don’t wanna get caught up in your family business. Wish I’d skipped it
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