Thursday, 23 December 2010

Doomsday (Neil Marshall, 2008)

After Dog Soldiers, The Descent, this heap and Centurion it would be decent of Marshall to Ronseal it and change his surname to 'Generic Survival Horror'. Although, to be fair, the first two films at least met their undemanding brief with some fun and pizazz. Whereas with this one the soldering of source materials is just too glaring to be anything other than embarrassing. Appropriately, since cannibals feature somewhere in the leftover stew of a plot, the whole thing is shamelessly cannibalised from Mad Max Beyond Thunderdome and 28 Days Later, cobbled together with some double-sided sticky tape in the form of lesser pilferings from Resident Evil and Escape from New York.
In a sentence: Rhona Mitra does Kate Beckinsale as a foxy hardnut, Scotland is isolated because of a plague that makes all it doesn't kill sprout mohicans, and Bob Hoskins and Malcolm McDowell breeze by to pick up their paycheques. Meanwhile, Marshall spends $30m on petrol bombs. That's your lot.

3/10

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