Review – The Omega Man

Here’s one of the more expensive entries in the what-if-the-world-ended-and-you-were-the-only-one-left genre. Charlton Heston stars as the ultra-square survivor of a plague that turns the rest of humanity into corpses or albino counter-culture vampires in Black Sabbath robes. The establishment-versus-monster-hippies theme is as dated as most of the hairdos sported by the African-American characters, and the plot is full of gaps big enough to drive a semi through (such as the nagging question about our hero’s motive for living in an urban town-home when he’s being besieged on a nightly basis by Manson-family-esque children of the night who seem like they’d probably be less trouble to a country estate with a nice, wide kill zone and a good perimeter fence). All that notwithstanding, this remains a decent piece of post-apocalyptic fantasy. Mildly amusing