Maggie, the art house zombie apocalypse movie starring
Arnold Schwarzenegger that premiered at the Tribeca Film Festival last
month, is living proof that art house and Arnold don't mix. Written by
John Scott 3 (yes, that's his name) and directed by Henry Hobson, Maggie
is the story of a farmer trying to spend as much time as he can with
his infected daughter before she crosses over into being a full-blown
zombie.
It's not a tumor, you're a zombie! |
In the world of Maggie, the zombie apocalypse is known and
carefully tracked by the government. The infected are monitored and
diagnosed and even treated as long as possible; unfortunately, there is
no cure and eventually the infected must be put into quarantine when the
time of their change is at hand so they can be euthanized. When his
daughter Maggie (Abigail Breslin) is bitten, silent and stoic farmer
Wade (Schwarzenegger) refuses to send her into quarantine, believing
instead that their love for each other will keep her human as long as
possible, and that when the time comes, he'll be able to do what must be
done to her himself. In the process, Wade drives away his wife Caroline
(Joely Richardson) and gets into scuffles with neighbors and the local
police in what remains a very boring flick despite it all. There's
really none of the violence and bloodshed you expect from a zombie
movie, which is fine because the family drama should be enough to keep
your interest. Except, it isn't.
The problem is that the acting is nowhere near good enough
to carry the drama. Richardson is good in her small role, and she does a
good job with taking an unlikable character who is unlikable solely
because she is the voice of reason and making her sympathetic. Breslin
is solid as well, playing her part with the right amount of both heart
and the sullen moodiness you would expect from a teenager in her
position. But she isn't up to how much of the acting burden she has to
bear alone, because her primary costar is as emotive as an adobe clay
brick hut. Seriously. Every time Arnold is asked to actually emote, the
results are absurd. His laughs sound like he's in pain. His attempts at
crying are absolutely laugh-inducing. And his words of wisdom fall so
short because of the maddening lack of emotion behind them. The few
instances he gets to snarl and be a tough guy are the only times he is
any good, which goes to show that sometimes action stars should stay
just that. Myself and my friends who I watched this with basically spent the whole time shouting Arnold's most famous lines from other movies at the screen in our best impressions of him, that's how awful and boring his performance in this movie and the movie as a whole was.
And I refuse to get started on the ending because there's
no way to talk about it without spoilers. Suffice to say it completely
failed at anything other than thoroughly undercutting the movie as a
whole. Which I suppose makes it fit in perfectly with the rest of this
awful movie that gets zero stars from me.
He makes awful movies, that's what! |