I saw it, and I better get one of two things for it:
1) I get bravery points for going to see a movie that every reviewer hated.
OR
2) I get a purple heart for not walking out in the middle of this idiocy.
The story is great. Gotta admit that right off. The idea of the aliens taking over Earth and the humans having to fight back is good, and the way the fighting back plays out is even pretty decent. A lot of the plot problems that I heard critics talking about were unfounded. They must have been getting more popcorn or something, but any fan of sci-fi is going to be able to follow the plot without crashing into any potholes.
So what does that leave for the ruination of greatness? They talk. And they talk. And they talk.
This would be a wonderful sci-fi/action picture if Travolta would just shut up part of the time. It's not all him, of course, but it's mostly him. The dialogue is needless blabber about 75% of the time. Maybe it's supposed to be comical that they use all the phrases and mannerisms we normally associate with swindling, squint-eyed, weaselly corporate butt-kissers. Then again, maybe they should have budgeted an extra $20.00 to hire a writer.
Here's a basic synopsis of the film for ya! Wolfman, the endangered species guy, goes to work and stumbles into the middle of a manager meeting.
I won't ruin the end of the movie. After all, there's not much left to ruin.
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If a cow laughed, would milk come out her nose?