The main problem for me was the occasional lapse in both
credibility and continuity. If the man who is supposed to be holding the camera
is shown pulling another man across the concrete with both hands, who is doing
the filming? And HSPs are very good at spotting that the sweat stain on a man’s
shirt changes from one scene to another and then back again. We get an
immediate image of the crew member with the spray gun doing his job.
And of course, the military did an awful lot of stomping
about and shouting, but I do have to commend the writer for one thing: not a
single military man (there were no military women to be seen) ever once said ‘let’s kick ass.’ Maybe he was only National
Guard. Maybe the ‘kick ass’ lines are reserved for the more elite Marine Corps.
(If only we British had made this film. How refreshing to
see a young Royal Marine lieutenant saying:
‘Excuse me, ladies and gentlemen. Please walk this way.’
‘You mean you want us to march?’
‘No, I want you to follow me.’
‘Oh, right.’
Oh for the days of Ealing Studios.)
As for the ending, well… Hadn’t better say any more in case
somebody out there hasn’t seen it yet. But I have to ask: did they nuke Manhattan or didn’t they?
I’m genuinely intrigued.
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