Blu-Ray Review: SKYLINE - Big and Bold Looking, But it Certainly Isn't Clever
I know why everyone's so pissed at what happened with Skyline: it isn't because the film's execution didn't match up to its initial premise, or that every last trickle of creative insight seems to have gone into the special effects to the detriment of everything else; it isn't even the conspirators' theory that the film was made in order to prove that any production without the help of a big studio inevitably ends in a poor final product. No. The reason everyone is so angry, and so disgusted with the final film is because the trailer sucker punched us all into thinking it would be great. Well, ok, not great, but an enjoyable man vs aliens romp with impressive looking aliens and stunning special effects. Thing is, you see, we don't like being lied to. So now that the dust has settled a little- although to me it feels like Skyline was only in cinemas about three days ago- and the blu-ray has now been released, it's time to see whether those initial critical responses were right, or whether everyone was just letting their judgement be clouded by their bad mood, and distributed a critical mauling a little too easily. This is what happens when the Big Brother generation- Generation Meh if you like- start making their own films. Rather than making a good old fashioned alien direct conflict film, The Brothers Strause have offered a conceit which determines that the heroes and heroines cannot look at their extra-terrestrial foes for fear of being vacuumed out of the window of their condo stronghold, and thus can never confront them. So they basically just watch them on TV. And we watch them, watching the conflict on TV. Fucking reality TV- you have a lot to answer for. So, we have a passive action film: surely, having well-rounded, sympathetic characters might turn that nasty little idea into an okay overall premise? Well, we'll never bloody well know now will we, because the collection of vapid, unlikeable and ultimately inconsequential characters that we are treated to could never carry such a weight of expectation. The script is to blame a lot more than the acting performances, since there isn't a great deal an actor can do when endlessly fed the kind of cliched lines that Steven Seagal might wince at having to let past his lips, and generally being treated with so much disdain that it at times feels like we should be cheering their annihilation. I like to think that Special Effects teams are like the jocks at school- they have their job, and a certain set of skills that makes them invaluable in their position, but put a jock in say Drama Group or Glee Club (forget what Matthew Morrison is spuriously trying to prove), and they become no more than a dribbling mess, out of their depth, and headless, unless it was a production heavily reliant on sporting themes. The same would usually happen if you were to give an SFX team the reigns to a film- they just get all excitable and forget that really, they aren't qualified at all to be doing such a heady job. That seems to have happened here, with The Brothers Strause failing on every account apart from in terms of the Special Effects, and then just sort of smushing every thing together in a mess and hoping for the best. But you still do have to give the Effects Jocks their dues occasionally- most of the alien scenes are impressive looking, and the aliens themselves are designed better than 80% of invasion creatures and with considerably more effect. The Strause boys obviously know how to have fun blowing shit up, that's for damn sure, and that they can do it with style bodes well for them for future special effects projects. It's just a shame that it is combined with such an obvious lack of brains or directorial ability that you would think they were actually trying to fail on purpose, and the key to even the most terrible of guilty pleasure action films requires a certain technique about it. Those films are just terrible enough to enjoy, but Skyline achieves the near-impossible: it is genuinely so terrible that it has no entertainment value. Awful film, just awful, and I'm afraid that no amount of impressive special effects could ever distract from the fact. The Brothers Strause may claim that this was the first in a series of films, and indeed that awful ending does suggest as much, but money talks, and criticism isn't as inconsequential as it once was to the decision behind extending franchises, so I would't exactly count on it fellas. Incidentally, I initially gave this film a much better review on the radio show I appear on last weekend. I must have been really quite high.