War of the Terrible Movies Wow, I noticed that my TiVo had recorded this off of SciFi, and I had hoped that it was the movie based off the book. Sadly, this was instead based off of someone's childish nightmare. I'm just amazed that someone could screw up a storyline that was already drafted, and stood the test of time.
First off, scenes are disjointed and frequently make little sense, as we're bounced from one scene to another with no transition. At one point, the main character is trying to get to his brother in another town. The aliens attack, and in a blink of an eye, he's found his brother in some rubble. In another blink, he's lost the guy he's been traveling with. But never fear, after one of the movie's few transitional scenes, he picks up another companion.
The issues this movie attempts to tackle are also dealt with rather ham handedly. At first, they're a loving family, celebrating their 10th wedding anniversary. Then one phone call later, the main character is literally proclaiming that he doesn't love his work more than the family. Subtle. We also have a pastor who clicks from a man of complete faith, to one of severe doubt, to a non-believer. Again, there's little to no transitions between the three beliefs.
Then there are the little random annoyances. We're treated to a random selection of alien weaponry. First, they're grabbing and stabbing the fleeing humans, then they're frying them with their death rays, then they're eliminating them with their poison gas (easily foiled by moving about 5 feet off the ground), then they're spewing out some sort of acid spit. There's also the randomly appearing characters. Need some woman to test the pastor's faith? Hey, there she is in the rubble! Need to work back in some characters you dropped a while back? Look at that, they found the main character, who's been randomly walking all over Virginia! Other that that, it's Mr. main character walking around like he's the last man on earth.
This is a truly awful movie. It makes little sense, bounces from scene to scene, and acts as if subtlety is more alien that the invaders. One wishes that someone could buy up the rights to War of the Worlds, so there'd at least be some gatekeeper to keep every two-bit hack from putting another knife in the corpse of a once great science-fiction classic.