3 Legged Aliens aka War of The Worlds
As I watched this movie, the fact that Tom Cruise is a Scientology freak is never far from my mind. I kept thinking to myself - how much of this bulls**t does he really believe in?? And as I watched him running, panting, and crying onscreen, I was also wondering why he went hopping mad over one Katie Holmes - so really, my mind was only half on that show throughout.
Then again, one only needs half a brain to watch this movie. There are some disturbing images - those tripod alien thingies sucking human blood and spewing all over the devastated land - like mechanical versions of (huge) vampires. Also the much talked about references to the 9-11 disaster and the recent Asian tsunami. But nothing beats the screaming child actor (forgot her name) who was Tom’s daughter. Her various screams throughout the movie jolted me serveral times out of my reverie that I wanted to murder her. In fact, she was so irritating that I wished Tom had murdered her instead of the wacko militia man, played by Susan Sarandon’s hubby (forgot his name too).
The abrupt and strange ending left half the cinema scratching their heads. This was so unlike all other alien movies - there was no brilliant human plan to defeat the invaders (like Independence Day), and Tom never lifted a finger to fight them (except in self defence) - and spent the movie perpetually on the run, and the aliens basically self-destructed after sucking our blood (that was what Morgan Freeman was trying to say, at the end). It was anti-climatic, to say the least.
And Tom does not help the movie by looking older, and less glamourous than his Top Gun self.
Rating: 3 boos out of 5
