Film Review: Underworld: Evolution

by Nate Taylor

The Rumsfeld says:
"Judo Punch!"
Blood, gore, violence, and have I mentioned blood? This movie is an all-out supernatural slugfest with more CGI action scenes than spoken lines by the heroine, and more slow-motion boondoggles than an Antoine Fuqua video. Like a Saturday morning serial, picks up where the first one left off. Selene, the "deathdealer" (still disappointed a better name wasn't found), and her newly created vampire-werewolf hybrid, Michael, are on the run from the rest of the vampires. The plot is genuinely intriguing, and despite the genre that it belongs to, I found myself reluctantly reeled in by the characters and the story. Of course, that can only happen if you can get past the put-em-up duke-outs and bloodsprays. This is, at its heart, nothing much more than an action-oriented visual rollercoaster, destination: meh.

So here are my answers:
Repeat viewings? I doubt it. There was nothing enrapturing enough to make it worth a second take. Maybe on video.
Bring a date? Negative, Ghost Rider. This here's an action/horror movie.