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Chernobyl Diaries
May. 25th, 2012 02:33 pmI woke up very sore and tired. So after getting my sea legs again, I decided to head out to the movies for an 11 AM (i.e., cheap) showing of Chernobyl Diaries.
The film is predictable. It begins, as many a horror movie does, with an extremely bad decision to go visit someplace that college-aged people shouldn't. Those co-eds always go to the condemned house, the abandoned summer camp, and/or the forbidden ghost town. In this case, they're going on an "extreme tour" of Pripyat, a Russian city just outside Chernobyl where the residents were evacuated without any belongings, leaving a ghost town behind. The radiation levels supposedly are low enough to visit for a short time. While the Russian authorities keep the town sealed, the tour guide knows the "other way in." The usual gang of idiots take their pics and the tour only to find that their means of leaving has been tampered with and they're stuck. Night falls and the bad things begin to happen.
The movie stars teeny-pop singer Jesse McCartney who looks like a 14-year-old kid. Seeing him smooching and hugging his "fiance," a smoking hot lady who appears to be in her mid-20's, made me want to call "To Catch a Predator" host Chris Hansen and report her. The acting may be a *little* better than the average horror flick and the scenery is actually kinda cool, but it doesn't save poor writing and a surprising lack of gore and nudity for an "R" rated film. Seriously, no nudity, very little blood, and nothing really graphic, so the R-rating is a mystery to me. And the worst sin of all is that it just isn't scary.
Save your money folks. It's not even good for escapism.
The film is predictable. It begins, as many a horror movie does, with an extremely bad decision to go visit someplace that college-aged people shouldn't. Those co-eds always go to the condemned house, the abandoned summer camp, and/or the forbidden ghost town. In this case, they're going on an "extreme tour" of Pripyat, a Russian city just outside Chernobyl where the residents were evacuated without any belongings, leaving a ghost town behind. The radiation levels supposedly are low enough to visit for a short time. While the Russian authorities keep the town sealed, the tour guide knows the "other way in." The usual gang of idiots take their pics and the tour only to find that their means of leaving has been tampered with and they're stuck. Night falls and the bad things begin to happen.
The movie stars teeny-pop singer Jesse McCartney who looks like a 14-year-old kid. Seeing him smooching and hugging his "fiance," a smoking hot lady who appears to be in her mid-20's, made me want to call "To Catch a Predator" host Chris Hansen and report her. The acting may be a *little* better than the average horror flick and the scenery is actually kinda cool, but it doesn't save poor writing and a surprising lack of gore and nudity for an "R" rated film. Seriously, no nudity, very little blood, and nothing really graphic, so the R-rating is a mystery to me. And the worst sin of all is that it just isn't scary.
Save your money folks. It's not even good for escapism.
