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Originally Posted by Nikilidstrom
I know I'm going against the grain here, but I thought it sucked. Not only did the over the top POV filming give me motion sickness, but I think they should have renamed the movie "How Many Douche Bags Can You Fit In One Movie". There was not one member of the cast that did not annoy me to tears. I found myself begging for anything (Monster, giant sea lice, carpet bomb) to put an end to these obnoxious twenty-somethings. And as for the plot, the length of the film along with the juxtaposition of love story/monster movie meant neither aspect was done very well, although the monster movie portion definitely recieved the shorter end of a very short stick.
All in all, American cinema just doesn't have the knack for this genre IMO, as Japan has been making movies with more substance than this for decades, using toys and a man in a rubber suit.
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lol, I feel the same way...
...actually I've totally forgotten seeing the movie which is the worst sign...
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