“Ours is one hell of a love story,” the main character says at the end, trying to convince itself and us that its frequent, affectless narration and muddled messages don’t make this movie very, very boring.
This movie is military worship at its worst, a 103-minute recruiting film masquerading as science fiction where, spoilers, nothing that happened had any consequence at all.
Palm Springs is the honest, crude, compassionate, and heartfelt time loop movie we didn’t know we needed.
The only actor this film used well was Wesley Snipes (the only black body in a tediously white movie), so the best part is falling asleep during the boring first half so you miss the pointlessly shocking body horror of the second half.
The script, pacing, camerawork, special effects, budget, and inspiration for this interminable, tediously prurient movie all wish they were mediocre.
Captive State was better than it had to be, showing captivating details of the tradecraft used by insurgents against Chicago’s alien overlords, but casting its net wide across many small roles diluted the movie’s focus.
Replicas mixes a classic sci-fi idea with some of the best emotion any director’s gotten out of Keanu Reeves and ruins it with nonsensical early character decisions that force unnecessary conflicts.