Mar 15, 2008 08:27
Tristan and I went to see 'Doomsday' last night.
Wow.
It was probably the worst thing I've seen in a couple of years, and I've enjoyed a lot of bad movies. In fact, my enjoyment of crappy movies has gotten my movie-picking rights revoked many times. But damn. It was hilariously bad.
Tristan wanted to go see 10,000 BC, but I love me some sweet, sweet, punk rock dystopia.
The dialogue was hollow, and the characters were stock, but this we can forgive from a film that's striving to be the bastard child of Mad Max and Escape From New York. Everything inevitably exploded in this movie, about 10x more than you average action flick. Apparently even a van that's been abandoned on the side of the road for 35 years will explode if you run into it on a motorcycle! Or if a person bumps into it, or whatever. Cars are like proximity mines, and gasoline only becomes MORE potent after sitting in a tank for almost 40 years. True fact.
I've got to admit, though, that I'd never before seen strippers and cannibalism together in the same scene, so it had that going for it.