Yawn. Predictable and very tame.
15th September 2012
The only reason I stayed watching was in the hope that it would improve. I don't like to give up on a film unless it really is dire, but suspension of disbelief really wasn't possible in a film that suggested you could go around fiddling with DNA and produce a life form with no-one else knowing about it. So that's strike one.
Strike two is the great big shout-out that THE CREATURES CHANGE SEX so that you know that the new life form WILL CHANGE SEX later in the film. And oh look so it does. THE LIFE FORM CHANGES SEX. Imagine that.
Strike three is the lonely house in the middle of the woods miles from anywhere. What a tired, worn-out old cliché, but at least it had a very handy large tank of water that hadn't evaporated over the years since anyone was there. No algae or dead pigeons either.
Strike four. Having sex with the life form might have been a crucial pivot for the writer / director but it wasn't deeply significant for me.
Strike five: and so she ends up preggers. Biggest yawn. Predictable.
The fight between the two male blobs was good. Tarantino meets scientific endeavour. Seeing an audience showered with bits of glass and chopped liver was worth it, if only for the humour in the fact that everyone stayed right where they were, going 'Ewwwwwwwww'.
Watch it, but don't expect much.