It was either this or Sondra Locke's 'Ratboy' tonight. I've opted for this unappealing feature.
What was that other Canadian movie about rats? 'Gnaw?' For an awesome movie cover, the movie failed to fire and was a huge disappointment. I heard so much about that swimming pool scene, but it wasn't really much to rave about.
Two plumbers explore underground tunnels, and the first flaw in this movie is the sound. It sounds like when you're at the cinema - if you even go anymore today, that is - and someone opens the heavy entrance doors and you hear that echoed surround sound.
We're in Philadelphia, so no doubt someone's flushing fentanyl down the water system, and the rats look forward to party time.
I think the movie attempts to explain later on that the head doctor experimented on the rats in a cruel fashion, and somehow they grew to resent most people and hold grudges.
Under court order, Avril Lavigne, or Alicia Silverstone, is admitted to a medical facility, and she's left in the care of teddy bears and a roommate, Rose, who's totally unlikeable, and you only wish that her death came earlier.
Lavigne's injected with more drugs to make her feel at home, and for the most part of the movie, it takes place inside this one building, which becomes claustrophobic, and it's refreshing to see a scene later in the movie where The Rat Whisperer drives the Ghostbusters vehicle out to the woods.
Apparently one inpatient has rat powers and can communicate and kill for them just because they injected him with a rat bite.
Hellboy, the mercenary who would rather stay on the ship with the things, plays the role of a lab coat wearing pen pusher. His role is miniscule, and somebody else probably should have been cast for his part.
Around the 17-minute mark, what appears to be Rebecca from Soft White Underbelly creates a scene over playing cards.
Another flaw is the giant, cheap CGI rat that moved like the digital enhancement that it is. It doesn't even look good. In fact, it resembles something from a Resident Evil video game.
Group therapy sees an odd bunch huddle in a 'Fight Club' sermon while toxic rats have already eaten one nicotine addict under the command of one megacomputer rodent that no doubt will grow and grow.
Lavigne isn't a real inpatient and has endangered her life by going undercover just to get the inside scoop on the facility's conditions and malpractice. As if you'd put yourself in harm's way and willingly be imprisoned with violent offenders just for a story.
Rebecca is eaten by the computer enemy boss, and it's not well filmed at all.
Some Ghostbusters are brought in with proton packs, and that echoed cinema sound kicked in again.
The director is under the impression that rats have infrared vision. I guess he got his same information from the nimrods, who told other nimrods for years that cats and dogs only see black and white or that snakes can't see and rely on their sense of smell. People in science are a bunch of moron know-it-alls.
Lavigne smuggles inside information to the outside world, which leaks the truth that one inpatient has Spider-Man abilities; in his case, he was bitten by a rat and inherited their power, and he is one part human, the other part rodent. This is stupid.
It told a story at the start and held my interest, but the threads are slowly disengaging, and it's becoming absurd.
The Rat Whisper dons a white gown and becomes the head of the facility temporarily, as Ron Pearlman was obviously off filming other movie projects. How many movies can an actor make at one time, and how do they juggle the balance?
This isn't exactly setting the world on fire, and it kind of stays at this slow pace for the majority of the movie.
They didn't have to write the Cyprus chick out of the movie in such gruesome fashion. At least she was interesting.
I've had my fill at the one-hour and 15-minute mark.
This movie has overextended its stay, and that echoed cinema door sound can be heard again.
The movie lacks direction, goes round in circles, confuses itself, and even tries its hand in having some of the characters turn almost zombie-like with supernatural elements. It's farfetched. Give it up.
The main giant rat keeps doing most of the killing, and I doubt that after eating almost 7 people in an hour, it'd still be hungry and looking for more nourishment.
Here we are in the future, yet all horror movies did was go backward. The 1970s and 1980s were the experimental phase to lay the platform for others to learn from, yet they didn't. You'd think beyond 2000 they'd get it right, but standards have only declined with such cheap, amateurish productions.
The worst thing that could have happened to film in general today is CGI.
What was that other Canadian movie about rats? 'Gnaw?' For an awesome movie cover, the movie failed to fire and was a huge disappointment. I heard so much about that swimming pool scene, but it wasn't really much to rave about.
Two plumbers explore underground tunnels, and the first flaw in this movie is the sound. It sounds like when you're at the cinema - if you even go anymore today, that is - and someone opens the heavy entrance doors and you hear that echoed surround sound.
We're in Philadelphia, so no doubt someone's flushing fentanyl down the water system, and the rats look forward to party time.
I think the movie attempts to explain later on that the head doctor experimented on the rats in a cruel fashion, and somehow they grew to resent most people and hold grudges.
Under court order, Avril Lavigne, or Alicia Silverstone, is admitted to a medical facility, and she's left in the care of teddy bears and a roommate, Rose, who's totally unlikeable, and you only wish that her death came earlier.
Lavigne's injected with more drugs to make her feel at home, and for the most part of the movie, it takes place inside this one building, which becomes claustrophobic, and it's refreshing to see a scene later in the movie where The Rat Whisperer drives the Ghostbusters vehicle out to the woods.
Apparently one inpatient has rat powers and can communicate and kill for them just because they injected him with a rat bite.
Hellboy, the mercenary who would rather stay on the ship with the things, plays the role of a lab coat wearing pen pusher. His role is miniscule, and somebody else probably should have been cast for his part.
Around the 17-minute mark, what appears to be Rebecca from Soft White Underbelly creates a scene over playing cards.
Another flaw is the giant, cheap CGI rat that moved like the digital enhancement that it is. It doesn't even look good. In fact, it resembles something from a Resident Evil video game.
Group therapy sees an odd bunch huddle in a 'Fight Club' sermon while toxic rats have already eaten one nicotine addict under the command of one megacomputer rodent that no doubt will grow and grow.
Lavigne isn't a real inpatient and has endangered her life by going undercover just to get the inside scoop on the facility's conditions and malpractice. As if you'd put yourself in harm's way and willingly be imprisoned with violent offenders just for a story.
Rebecca is eaten by the computer enemy boss, and it's not well filmed at all.
Some Ghostbusters are brought in with proton packs, and that echoed cinema sound kicked in again.
The director is under the impression that rats have infrared vision. I guess he got his same information from the nimrods, who told other nimrods for years that cats and dogs only see black and white or that snakes can't see and rely on their sense of smell. People in science are a bunch of moron know-it-alls.
Lavigne smuggles inside information to the outside world, which leaks the truth that one inpatient has Spider-Man abilities; in his case, he was bitten by a rat and inherited their power, and he is one part human, the other part rodent. This is stupid.
It told a story at the start and held my interest, but the threads are slowly disengaging, and it's becoming absurd.
The Rat Whisper dons a white gown and becomes the head of the facility temporarily, as Ron Pearlman was obviously off filming other movie projects. How many movies can an actor make at one time, and how do they juggle the balance?
This isn't exactly setting the world on fire, and it kind of stays at this slow pace for the majority of the movie.
They didn't have to write the Cyprus chick out of the movie in such gruesome fashion. At least she was interesting.
I've had my fill at the one-hour and 15-minute mark.
This movie has overextended its stay, and that echoed cinema door sound can be heard again.
The movie lacks direction, goes round in circles, confuses itself, and even tries its hand in having some of the characters turn almost zombie-like with supernatural elements. It's farfetched. Give it up.
The main giant rat keeps doing most of the killing, and I doubt that after eating almost 7 people in an hour, it'd still be hungry and looking for more nourishment.
Here we are in the future, yet all horror movies did was go backward. The 1970s and 1980s were the experimental phase to lay the platform for others to learn from, yet they didn't. You'd think beyond 2000 they'd get it right, but standards have only declined with such cheap, amateurish productions.
The worst thing that could have happened to film in general today is CGI.