Doomsday

The descendants of William Wallace (aka Mel Gibson) and Mad Max (Gibson again, yuck, shame on you Mel!) in a version for 2035 dance a C-grade cancan at the Grindhouse club accompanied by the A-grade rhythm of “Známky punku" (Signs of Punk) by Czech punk band Visací zámek (Padlock). And I join in with Marshall and his crazed pogoing. I as keen as a little kid who’s going to meet Sponge Bob for the first time. The supposedly confused editing didn’t bother me (unlike The Descent) and so I would only fault the needlessly long foreplay to the crazy ride that starts at the precise moment when the first punk Mohawk appears. So don’t spit in this punk-rocker’s face, every movie appeals to somebody’s taste. And let’s hope Doomsday will appeal to enough people for Neil to attract some further projects to the future. It would be a shame to lose him, especially if he gave us more five-star sequences like the forty minutes from escaping from the platform through the adaptation of Twain’s Yankee from Connecticut to King Arthur’s court, all the way to the ending car chase in the Bentley. (21/07/2008)

Lacking any sense of proportion, common sense, and higher filmmaking ambition, Neil Marshall commits the craziest cinematic theft on the m2 film box. But he also damn well entertains us for a hundred minutes, lecturing at the High School of Grindhouse in a latex suit, punk haircut, and sword in hand, in a distinguished British style. Hopefully someone will attend the class and learn something. (08/05/2008)

It's as if Neil Marshall is making fun of the whole world. He's got a lot more money than he's used to and he's totally off the rails. There's a lot of gloriously uncompromising violence, badass one-liners, and a perfectly cracking atmosphere. It has its charms and you can tell it doesn't take itself seriously at all, but unless you grew up on Escape from New York and watch Mad Max twice a year, it's probably not going to work for you. The editing could be less chaotic. (04/04/2008)

The creators of the film probably thought that the post-apocalyptic sci-fi genre was currently trending at the time and that they could contribute to it. Do film fans like car chases? They do, so we'll throw some in there. Do they like dark medieval settings? Undoubtedly, we'll accommodate them. Do they like bloody gladiator games? They're already in there. Do they like horror-inducing punks? You got it. And there will be an army of them. What works 100% is bloody violence, so we won't spare that. We'll add some special effects and decent set design - we managed to get the money for that - and to ensure guaranteed success, we'll use a number of tried and true genre clichés and scenes that fans already know from other movies. We just have to mix this whole pulpy concoction properly, and because we are aware that we have created (crap), we will act confidently and disarm any criticism by presenting it as our creative intention. This was probably how things played out during the shooting of  Doomsday, and the results speak for themselves. At times, it is even attractively B-movie-like, but the overall lack of originality and stupidity just ooze from the film. If we're talking about a sympathetically low-budget B-movie, I would bet on Carpenter's Escape from New York, who managed to make a significantly better film with considerably less money. Doomsday is essentially a rip-off of Mad Max and older Carpenter films like Escape from New York or Escape from L.A. Overall impression: 20%. (10/06/2009)

This B-movie is a mix of everything we’ve seen a hundred times before, without a single idea, with hard-to-follow action scenes and flat characters. The more space Neil Marshall tries to cover – be it as a screenwriter or as a director – the more he messes up. And Doomsday is his most expansive film yet. (13/04/2008)