One of the questions asked most often about watching everyfilmin2012 is about the dross I put myself through.
However, bad films are at least easy to right about and, in most cases, are memorable, even if for the wrong reasons.
The worst type of a movie to review is the one I know I will have forgotten by tomorrow.
The Darkest Hour is a film in point. It wasn't good but it wasn't awful. It was tepid.
Thus, it had all the impact of supermarket own brand squash. It refreshed at the time but the taste had gone three minutes after I had taken it in.
To be fair, the jumpometer was called into action three times. I didn't exactly leap out of my seat but there was movement.
And the 3D wasn't as pointless as most. Far from Harold And Kumar standard but was ok.
Indeed, ok is exactly the acronyms I'm looking for to describe this invasion of the planet by invisible beings who seem to be electromagnetic in some way.
They suddenly appear in what seems to be a meteor storm but rather than creating holes in the planet, they turn into little balls of energy that vapourise humans.
But not quite all of them.
The movie surrounds four young Americans who are in Moscow when the attack happens and manage to lock themselves in a nightclub cellar for a few days in the hope that all will be safe.
Of course, it isn't and they then have to find a way to escape, if there is one.
The special effects of The Darkest Hour are pretty decent and the chase scenes are reasonably dramatic but the acting is never much more than leaden and the plot is riddled with cliches.
I wasn't offended by it but I wasn't inspired.
Laughs: none
Jumps: three slight flinches
Vomit: no
Nudity: no
Rating: 5/10
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