I’m sure Haneke is far too supercilious to ever watch films like Romero’s Dead series or 28 Days Later, and to therefore realize how cliché this depressing, pretentious slow moving film is. The film doesn’t say anything that isn’t clear in any other post apocalypse film, even a Roland Emmerich movie, but insists on being po-faced while leading to an intended but still lazy and dissatisfying lack of resolution. The last scene is the most conceited piece of celluloid since Tarkovsky. The constant blackness is dreary to look at and the performances are the only saving grace but unfortunately there is little character development. While perhaps more realistic than most movies in this genre, it achieves this by excising plot and action or anything else that could be considered entertaining and has been done far better in both Threads and The Day After.
0/5
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