Big Budget stink bomb explodes in a theater near you!
Stalwart Monster Shack correspondent Sean Ledden sends in this news bit from the mean streets of New York:
Discerning Monster Shack readers might already be alerted to the fact, but “Lockout” the new French sci-fi action movie written by “Mr. Subtlety” himself Luc Besson went off in theaters last week. According to the cool, unemotional entry in Wikipedia, “Lockout follows Snow (Guy Pearce), a man framed for a crime he did not commit, who is offered his freedom in exchange for rescuing the President’s daughter Emilie (Maggie Grace) from the orbital prison MS: One, which has been overtaken by it’s inmates, led by Alex (Vincent Regan) and the psychotic Hydell (Joseph Gilgun.)” The entry continues, “It was released on April 13, 2012 in North America, to a negative critical reception.” How negative? It gets a mere 35% approval rating from the critics listed at Rotten Tomatoes – which could be worse. But here’s something startling, only 47% of the audience like it. Think about it. Only 47% of the people – the kind of people who enjoy paying money to see action movie product on the opening weekend – liked it. This is probably the most undemanding audience in the world. Wow!
So why am I contemplating paying money to see this monstrosity in a theater? It’s David Denby’s fault. Here an excerpt from his review:
“At the screening, in between laughing fits, people around me whispered, in awed tones, “Be movie, 1956″ … If you were to watch “Lockout” a few months from now, at home alone, it wouldn’t produce more than a shrug. Movies this bad need to be revered in public places. Go see it in a mall, and try to sneak a beer or two in with you.”
FYI everyone! And Dennis, if David didn’t have you in mind when he wrote his last sentence I’ll eat my hat!
Postscript: Here’s a little something from Kyle Smith of the New York Post as a further inducement:
“It’s the kind of movie where someone tumbling in space above the earth’s atmosphere opens a parachute and lands gently on earth without even gasping for a breath.”
(And as Porky Pig used to say, “That’s all folks!”)