Mini-Review: Tentacle porn without the porn.

Mini-Review: I can see 20-somethings not 'getting' it. Too bad, because this movie is the pinnacle of awesome-ness, right down to the eye-bleed inducing Technicolor. Why did I give it a 95? What do I look like, a mathematician?

Mini-Review: In a post-apocalyptic wasteland where all that remains is Morton's salt, Texas Instruments calculators posing as army-engineered navigation systems, and a Las Vegas that mysteriously generates its own power, only an actor of George Peppard's caliber can pull off a line like "The town's infested with killer cockroaches! Repeat, killer cockroaches!" What will happen in the final showdown when our weary heroes are pitted against a vile jammed door, armed with nothing but a crowbar and their wits!?

Mini-Review: What I learned from this movie: directing a film with your brother doesn't equate to double the fun. Even though this movie tried to explain the vampire epidemic through scientific reasoning, you still had cheese like vampires not appearing in mirrors and 'explosion deaths' when struck through the heart by a stake (or crossbow bolt, or chair leg). If I had a choice between death and becoming a vampire in a world where I had to watch this movie over and over again, I'd happily choose death.

Mini-Review: Though this film is shot in over five locations, including inside a car, at a gas station, on side of the road, and at a gas station, you never really get the feeling it was shot at more than one--at a gas station. In addition to there not being any tension whatsoever, there is a strange chemistry between the carjacker and the carjackee that can only be described as terrible scriptwriting stemming from a complete and utter lack of knowledge on how humans react to...well, everything.