Adrenalin

An interesting concept and a fast paced movie.

It would be unfair to comment that Adrenalin is boring at all. Although it was a low budget Pyun film, it has its moments. Although I watched the movie on TV, I still got some excitement. Not bad as a B grade thriller for mediocre audience like me! One thing I am still confused about, in the beginning of the movie it reads "Romania, western Europe", but the movie trailer says it is Boston.

Another plot hole of the film, to me, is if the guy who was infected by a virus something like rabies, seems to be sane and very intelligent. How could he be so clever and retain his mental composure? He was supposed to be delirious or in coma instead. I don't think the writer cared about this details.

3 out of 10, for the sake of the face value of Lambert, my icon.

I'm not really concerned with whether or not this was a low or big budget movie. A good film can be made with few or lots of $. Unfortunately, this one is a stinker. The overall idea of cops chasing a viiolent plague victim is interesting, but the execution is poor. There are so many illogical and outright silly goings on that it's hard to get involved with the film. Not helping things is the slew of cliched tricks and devices thrown in from the constant amplified panting of all the characters to flashlights that go out at all the right, or wrong times. The film has a few overtly gratuitous and pointlessly nasty scenes. The ending is just flat out incoherent. On the plus side, Lambert and Henstridge don't suck. They are not given much to do acting wise in the picture, but with what they have to work with they do a passable job. There are a few moments of suspense but mostly the film alternates between being repellent and insulting.

Rock-bottom stuff in most respects, but fairly energetic camerawork, short running time and the gorgeous Henstridge keep it reasonably painless - if you don't mind the sloppy editing and the fact that the script is virtually non-existent. (**)

Chris Lambert, you might think, is always good value for money. Or you might not think that at all. In fact, realistically, you're more likely to think that Natasha Henstridge (her out of Species) is always good value for money. Well, it doesn't matter in this case because you're wrong either way. Stop crying, you fool.

The first thing you'll notice about Adrenalin is that it all appears to have been filmed in a few scabby streets just behind the director's back garden. He probably thinks this looks authentic. It doesn't. It looks tragic. The entire film consists of Chris, 'Tash and a couple of other disposable rentacops legging it from one end of a street to the other and back again, popping into disintegrating buildings here and there along the way so that bits of it can fall on them, and occasionally pausing at either end of the street for a random shoot-out and/or for someone to get eaten by the startlingly unscary maniac they're supposed to be chasing. It must have taken such a great effort on behalf of all involved to keep the production values so consistently low that it somehow seems deserving of applause.

Ms. Henstridge, predictably, has very little to do except look scared, not manage to shoot anything and almost die every so often, while the inestimable Mr. Lambert seems to be here for no other reason than to get shot loads. It speaks volumes that he doesn't even attempt to rescue the film by interjecting his endearing trademark cackle into the dialogue at key moments. Not that he'd get much chance anyway: nobody really says anything but "Yowch, aargh, shoot him, he's eating me, aargh, oh no we're trapped, yowch, shoot him, aargh, my leg's fallen off."

The plot's some tosh about a plague having wiped out most of humanity, again, and towards the end of the film the wonderful scriptwriter comes up with the idea of having some Virus Control people turn up, mumble something about this killer they're chasing actually being the carrier of a new and far more deadly strain, then go away again and leave everyone to carry on getting shot. Everyone, that is, except for the people stuck with the job of writing up the box blurb, who seize this precious jewel of hope from the pigsty of horribleness and nurture it as if it were their own rancid offspring.

Adrenalin, then. It's one of the most boring films I've ever seen, which, for something that bills itself as a sci-fi horror thriller, isn't very good really.