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August 24, 2005
War of the Worlds Should have Been Called War of Crap
I finally saw War of the Worlds. When you leave a movie theater thinking, “Wow, Independence Day was much better than that,” you know you didn’t have the best movie-going experience of your lifetime. Sure, the special effects were nifty, but there was literally no plot in this movie and there were too many questions left unanswered. You’ve got a bunch of aliens that savagely attack Earth, but for what purpose? Hell if we know. Spielberg doesn't tell us. Then, there was Cruise’s son, who managed to survive the massive attack despite acting like a complete imbecile in the film. How did that happen? The son basically did the equivalent of walking up to Jason Voorhees, spitting in the hockey mask-wearing man’s face, and cracking a “Yo Mama” joke . . . and then thirty minutes later, we all of a sudden see the son and are supposed to think, “Oh, he survived. How fortunate!”??? Give me a break! Towards the end of the film when Dakota and Cruise see Dakota's mother, I remember thinking, “Well, the family got really lucky. Most people on the planet died, but at least Cruise and Dakota survived even if the son perished.” Then, all of a sudden, the son appeared on screen and it was at that moment that I thought, “Okay, this movie really does officially suck now.” Fortunately, the film ended within sixty seconds of that thought! The Thinking Fool's Final Grade for War of the Worlds: D+ (for good special effects and crappy everything else).
Comments
Mysteriously, Boston seemed unaffected by the alien attack. The ex-wife and her entire family seemed unscathed. It was a stupid movie.
Posted by: The Attractive Nuisance at August 26, 2005 08:44 PM
