Anybody who knows me well knows that I’m a apocalypse/zombie-apocalypse/end-of-the-world/disaster movie junkie. I watch a lot of them. Here are my reviews of two recently released DVDs, in the form of haiku:
No budget Canucks
Least scary zombies ever.
Steaming pile of dung.
The black David Carradine?
Better than Autumn.
OK, those haiku sucked, but sucky haiku are a good match for sucky movies. Autumn could have been cool in a z-grade genre sort of way, but the editing left a lot to be desired. There were long stretches where I had no clue what the hell was happening. Dream sequence? Sure! Awkward transition to a new location? Why not? I’ve watched (and enjoyed) some shitty movies, but I can’t recommend against watching this highly enough.
I did like The Book of Eli. Denzel Washington, playing a sort of warrior monk, wanders through a post-nuclear war made desert, trying to find a spot to drop off the last one of these bad boys. It seems pro-Christian on the surface, but I don’t think it would ever be used as a scare tactic recruting tool, like some of Kirk Cameron’s post-Growing Pains work.
One thing that really stood out to me about the film was the soundtrack. I thought it sounded like newer Nine Inch Nails. Turns out that the score was done by Atticus Ross, who co-wrote Ghosts I-IV, and has worked on the last four NIN records. Go figure.