Yet another predictable made for television thriller which seems to have been churned out in a hurry and on the cheap, judging by the sets (all two of them), the rubbish computer-generated plane which appears in a couple of long-distance shots, and the total lack of action or excitement. The direction is bland and unimaginative, the cast unappealing and the characters are of the dullest, politically correct nature you could imagine.
Three main plot strands have been mixed into one to make this bomb. Firstly, a disease-of-the-week thriller premise taken from OUTBREAK; secondly, an aeroplane disaster movie taken from TURBULENCE and many others, and thirdly, a government conspiracy thriller taken from about a hundred others. Even William B. Davis (the Cigarette Smoking Man from THE X-FILES) shows up to drive the point home, and could well be described as "Coffee Drinking Man" in this film.
The effects of the virus are predictably gruesome but not particularly shocking. Penelope Ann Miller once again proves herself to be a talentless actress, re-using the same stupid 'wide-eyed' shtick that she essayed in THE RELIC, and is the subject of some cheap exploitation when she spends a twenty-minute scene bent over a desk in a low-cut top. Daniel Baldwin - why? Why is he here, in this film? He serves no purpose and is completely extraneous to the plot. Worse still, he proves himself to be an even worse actor than his brother Stephen (if that's possible) and his greasy, slick hair-do is positively disgusting.
The typical television movie type cast fleshes out the rest of the roles, while the film hurriedly throws in as many clichés as it can (even that old "short straw" routine again). This film will have you in howls of derision when one kid manages to hook up with the ground control team on her laptop computer via a modem made of iridium while everyone else on the plane is unable to communicate because their phones have been jammed. KILLING MOON is only worth watching to be laughed at - as a serious film, it fails completely.
Three main plot strands have been mixed into one to make this bomb. Firstly, a disease-of-the-week thriller premise taken from OUTBREAK; secondly, an aeroplane disaster movie taken from TURBULENCE and many others, and thirdly, a government conspiracy thriller taken from about a hundred others. Even William B. Davis (the Cigarette Smoking Man from THE X-FILES) shows up to drive the point home, and could well be described as "Coffee Drinking Man" in this film.
The effects of the virus are predictably gruesome but not particularly shocking. Penelope Ann Miller once again proves herself to be a talentless actress, re-using the same stupid 'wide-eyed' shtick that she essayed in THE RELIC, and is the subject of some cheap exploitation when she spends a twenty-minute scene bent over a desk in a low-cut top. Daniel Baldwin - why? Why is he here, in this film? He serves no purpose and is completely extraneous to the plot. Worse still, he proves himself to be an even worse actor than his brother Stephen (if that's possible) and his greasy, slick hair-do is positively disgusting.
The typical television movie type cast fleshes out the rest of the roles, while the film hurriedly throws in as many clichés as it can (even that old "short straw" routine again). This film will have you in howls of derision when one kid manages to hook up with the ground control team on her laptop computer via a modem made of iridium while everyone else on the plane is unable to communicate because their phones have been jammed. KILLING MOON is only worth watching to be laughed at - as a serious film, it fails completely.