This movie left me wondering how so many people (actors, technical staff, promotion, whatever) actually spent time and efforts working on something that should not have passed the most basic scenario preliminary review.
What with these guys wasting enough money to fund 3 or 4 mainstream B movies working on such an indigent basic concept, I can't help but scream in frustration. Any 7 years old could have handled the time paradox better than these inept paperback writers.
So listen up, you stupids:
1) how do you expect the audience to care about characters when we are told very explicitly and barely 10 minutes after the sh*t started to hit the fan that they will all be resurrected as if by magic in the end?
2) how dare you expect us to forget everything that has been written in even the lamest stories about time travel, like a bunch of people traveling over and over at the exact same time & space coordinates without ever meeting copies of themselves - *except* when the scenarist needs the trick to finish the story?
3) where in hell did the inhabitants of the mega-city go? Time waves leave only registered actors in place or something?
4) The flick is supposed to be all about suspense, and yet the incredibly stupid scenario shuffles the cards at random every 10 minutes or so. In order for the suspense to build up, we need to imagine what could happen next. Sending one "time wave" after the other just flushes the result of the previous 10 minutes down the drain, you see?
5) time travel limited to a safari business on a planet wide scale? Please, pull two neurons together. What was acceptable in Bradbury's very short story becomes an insult to the most obliging viewer's intelligence when stretched into a one hour and a half story.
All this crap could have been watchable, would the actors have treated it with the contempt it deserved. Instead of that we are served one first grade helping of plain, uninspired acting if I ever saw one. No trace of humor (intentional or not) whatsoever. Only the usual black guy doing his 9 to 5 comic relief job (and getting killed first, what a coincidence).
With all the CGI and material there was potential for a more than acceptable movie. I mean, there are quite a few little gems out there that were put together with a couple of computers and a few tons of plywood, fabric and ketchup. Many people complain about CGI and effects. I think they have cost a packet compared to a lot of other movies, only they were, as the rest, horribly over-used and utterly wasted. As was wasted the talent of a couple of very decent actors, by the way.
About every part of this thing has 'waste' written all over. That is what really pisses me off.
What with these guys wasting enough money to fund 3 or 4 mainstream B movies working on such an indigent basic concept, I can't help but scream in frustration. Any 7 years old could have handled the time paradox better than these inept paperback writers.
So listen up, you stupids:
1) how do you expect the audience to care about characters when we are told very explicitly and barely 10 minutes after the sh*t started to hit the fan that they will all be resurrected as if by magic in the end?
2) how dare you expect us to forget everything that has been written in even the lamest stories about time travel, like a bunch of people traveling over and over at the exact same time & space coordinates without ever meeting copies of themselves - *except* when the scenarist needs the trick to finish the story?
3) where in hell did the inhabitants of the mega-city go? Time waves leave only registered actors in place or something?
4) The flick is supposed to be all about suspense, and yet the incredibly stupid scenario shuffles the cards at random every 10 minutes or so. In order for the suspense to build up, we need to imagine what could happen next. Sending one "time wave" after the other just flushes the result of the previous 10 minutes down the drain, you see?
5) time travel limited to a safari business on a planet wide scale? Please, pull two neurons together. What was acceptable in Bradbury's very short story becomes an insult to the most obliging viewer's intelligence when stretched into a one hour and a half story.
All this crap could have been watchable, would the actors have treated it with the contempt it deserved. Instead of that we are served one first grade helping of plain, uninspired acting if I ever saw one. No trace of humor (intentional or not) whatsoever. Only the usual black guy doing his 9 to 5 comic relief job (and getting killed first, what a coincidence).
With all the CGI and material there was potential for a more than acceptable movie. I mean, there are quite a few little gems out there that were put together with a couple of computers and a few tons of plywood, fabric and ketchup. Many people complain about CGI and effects. I think they have cost a packet compared to a lot of other movies, only they were, as the rest, horribly over-used and utterly wasted. As was wasted the talent of a couple of very decent actors, by the way.
About every part of this thing has 'waste' written all over. That is what really pisses me off.