All ready to enter the appropriate dismissive-as-hell review – and I still will – when something vaguely clever happens.
Ok, so this girl is sort of infected/crazy, and this guy chops her hand off. And she looks at it, apparently not in pain but really surprised, and is like (very appropriately, I think) “WTF???” and then when she turns suddenly, the stump that’s left of her arm gets blood on the camera. Ummm…I assume this is dark humor, sort of like Monty Python’s Sam Peckinpah’s ‘Salad Days’.
But then…there’s really no other moments like that. Or if there were, they were instantly forgettable. So I give you the following, and hooray to whoever that girl was for upping this grade slightly; I mean, that was deadpan good.
(Minor Research: No, it wasn’t Dylan Penn).
The damage done by George A. Romero is well-documented and undeniable.
Here Darren Aronofsky takes his turn, inspiring someone to make a sh1t movie with lots of “dream” sequences and QUICK CUTS.
And green goop, and gore, and that’s about it.
To sum up, it’s EXACTLY like ‘Requiem For A Dream’, except it has infected people, it has no talent, and it sucks donkey balls.
It actually gets started – the gore/goop/infected stuff – about two-thirds of the way through.
Gotta say, lots of great pipe footage though.
Suggested Propaganda Quote-Lift: “…it’s EXACTLY like ‘Requiem For A Dream…'”
Inspirational Quote: “What the Fck?”
Grade: F