Movie Review: Ultraviolet

Just got back moments ago from seeing Ultraviolet. I can sum up this movie in one word: AVOID.

I’m totally serious about this. Spend the money you would have spent on that movie ticket and popcorn and do something else with it. Anything else, including burning it – you’ll have saved yourself 1hr 25min (plus 20min commerical time) of your life, be entertained by the flaming Jackson, and you’ll have a much better story to tell your friends what you did.

Ultraviolet was like watching the worst episode of Xena with a guest appearance from Wesley Crusher (with appologies to Wil Wheaton). It’s like some guys got drunk, and decided to make a movie by randomly throwing concepts on the table. Hint: after the brain storming session, you’re supposed to discard the bad ideas. This important step was skipped.

Chick + Fiberoptic Hair + Swords + Maternal Vampire + Cardinal Clones + Virus + Predictable Twist does NOT equal success. No back plot was explained, scenes shifted erratically, and even the technology used made little sense. The viewer is thrown into a jumbled world and ignored for most of the movie. Finally as total bordem sets in, even the producer injects pointless humor that’s so bad it’s just dumb.
Seriously, if you want to see Milla Jovovich, this is not the movie to do it. Unless you want to see her mid section. You get lots of shots of her belly button. Nothing above. Nothing below. Even a naked walk viewing her back side through a darkened scanner is a big old yawn.

This had to be one of the all time worst movies I’ve ever seen. And, apparently, the audience agreed with me. People were walking out saying it was trash and wondering if they could get their money back.

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