The Darkest Hour (2011)
I learnt
three things from this movie: Moscow is a very good place to go night clubbing,
Molotov cocktails are lying around in bus yards for teenage girls to find, and
electromagnetic aliens can't see through windows (except when they can).
Two
software geeks, Sean and Ben, arrive in Moscow to pitch something that is
variously described as a "blog" or an "app", to a Russian
investment group. At the business meeting, they discover they are
double-crossed by their would-be Swedish business partner Skyler (played by
Joel Kinnaman from Snabba Cash). He has stolen their blog-app-social thing and
is selling it to the Russian investors on his own.
Whatever.
Upset, but not disillusioned they plan to spend a night out to lick their wounds and
distract themselves at a Moscow nightclub with perky female tourists Natalie
and Anne. No to bad. Except, of course, that some barely visible
electromagnetic creatures suddenly falls from the sky, feeding off of the
world's electrical power supply.
The team
manages to escape while the fireballs from outer space try to transform humanity
into black slime. Our heroes get some help from a Russian inventor who makes an
alien killing microwave gun. And from some badass Russian soldiers. Some of the
gang survives. Somehow they discover there's a submarine leaving soon. They
kill a few aliens and heads off to safety.
True, the
movie does have a few interesting ideas, which prevent it from being just another
apocalyptic B-grade sci-fi thriller. To be honest, I only saw this movie
because of Timur Bekmambetov's the producer. One can easily guess that his name
was only added to make sure more people would go and watch. Thankfully, the
movie only runs at 89 minutes and doesn't waste too much time.
The idea of
invisible aliens that only exist in the form of pure electrical or microwave
energy isn't totally bad. The only way they can be detected is when they pass
through an object powered by electricity. To bad nothing interesting is really
done with the idea. Mostly it’s the compulsory flickering lights. When you can
see the creatures, they resemble nothing more exciting than jellyfishes.
It’s like
an Enid Blyton Famous Five story. Screaming and running, hiding, get
discovered, escape (with occasional casualty) and running. Repeat. The story is
moved forward by idiotic decisions made by the main characters and then more idiotic
decisions made by the same characters. In the middle of the movie the script
switches genres, exchanging decent survival horror for stupid resistance
fighting Ghostbusters meets Mad Max style.
Hollywood
complains that nobody wants to go to the movies, nobody is buying tickets, it's
all the fault of file sharing, and we need more anti-piracy laws. Lemme tallya
something! This film was heavily marketed, released in over 2000 theaters on
Christmas Eve, and did terrible in the box office. Maybe if you had a screening
process for scripts and gave creative control to directors and writers instead
of a pile of producers, good, original work would be successful.
I can give
some credit to The Darkest Hour for only spending fifteen minutes or so, before
the aliens arrive.
Grade: F
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