Monday, March 17, 2008

Doomsday – Don’t Bother


I think the producers of this movie named it appropriately. I say this because I caught myself wishing for Armageddon while I watched it. In fact, I think I actually said aloud, “Jesus Christ will this movie ever end!”

Doomsday is the worst movie I’ve seen in a theater since The Blair Witch Project. The trailers looked good and I was looking forward to a new edition to the post apocalyptic, Mad Max genre of sci-fi movies. I thought this title might put on a new spin like the Resident Evil and 28 Days films did for zombie flicks.

It starts out well enough. A deadly, incurable, virus spreads quickly through Scotland. The UK builds a wall, traps everyone inside, and leaves everyone to die. Now, I’m not one those “That would never happen,” kind of movie goers but my BS detector tingled a little here. How the hell did they build a 100 foot wall around Scotland that fast without anyone wondering what they were doing. Aside from that, it’s all going ok. Then, the rest of the world turns its back on the UK because of what they’ve done to the Scotts.

Fast-forward 20 years. Turns out the virus, was bio-weapon (gasp), and has now been released in London by mistake. The Brits have been monitoring the “dead zone” from space and have detected survivors. Some crazy doctor stayed behind because he thought he had a cure. He must have. Now they assemble a crack team to go in, find him, bring back the cure, and save all of London. Grab your hand basket because this is where it all goes to hell.

What ensues now is a series of scenes that not only goes beyond any stretch of the imagination but is downright insulting to the intelligence. In one scene, we are told there are no utilities or amenities of any kind while in the next there is some Mohawked moron screaming into an amplified microphone. Oh it gets worse. They are running from the bad guys. The scene is gripping. Up ahead is a rusty steam locomotive. They jump in at the last possible moment, it starts up and is off like your father’s Oldsmobile. I guess in the year 2035 water turns to steam instantly. Please.

The characters are so shallow that I didn’t even care when one of them put a gun in his mouth and turned his grey matter into a pattern that would have made Jackson Pollock proud. I like gore. I admit it. I like when a movie makes my stomach squirm. Doomsday has so much gore you come to expect it and that isn’t fun at all.

The end will leave you scratching your head and wondering if you can recoup your lost $10 by sneaking into another movie. If you want to see a great action flick at the theater see The Bank Job or save 8 dollars and rent Mad Max.

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