Facts and Figures

Genre: Action/Adventure

Run time: 95 mins

In Theaters: Friday 4th September 2009

Box Office USA: $20.5M

Box Office Worldwide: $40.8M

Budget: $50M

Distributed by: Lionsgate Films

Production compaines: Lionsgate, Lakeshore Entertainment

Reviews 1.5 / 5

Rotten Tomatoes: 29%
Fresh: 22 Rotten: 54

IMDB: 5.8 / 10

Cast & Crew

Director: Neveldine/Taylor

Producer: , , Skip Williamson, Richard S Wright

Starring: as Kable, as Ken Castle, as Simon, as Angie, as Hackman, as Gina Parker Smith, as Humanez Brother, as Trace, as Rick Rape, as Humanez Dude, as Freek, as Scotch, as Sandra, as 2Katchapredator, Brighid Fleming as Delia, as Female News Host #1, Nikita Ramsey as Kumdumpsta #1, as Kumdumpsta #2, as Stikkimuffin, Sadie Alexandru as Society Victim

Gamer Review

Bursting with their trademark visual style, Mark Neveldine and Brian Taylor (Crank) attack the screen with this twist on the virtual reality genre.

Unfortunately, the film is a cacophonous mess without a single interesting character.

In the nearish future, roleplay game-maker Ken Castle (Hall) has made his fortune with two games that let people live vicariously through others: the sex-and-party Society and the war-and-destruction Slayers. The twist is that the gamers are controlling actual people due to nano technology implanted in the performers' brains. In Slayers, they're all death row inmates firing real bullets, and the global megastar performer is Kable (Butler), controlled by rich geek Simon (Lerman). But Kable longs to escape and find his wife (Valletta), and a renegade hacker (Bridges) sets his escape in motion.

While this clever idea allows for all kinds of interesting subthemes, the filmmakers are clearly only interested in two things: naked women and grisly carnage. They put all of their considerable skills to bear in these two areas, indulging in hyperventilating action, exaggerated violence, gratuitously skimpy costumes and glimpses of bare breasts every few minutes. But none of this is remotely enjoyable because it assaults our senses without any coherent context.

And the relentless misogyny and homophobia are simply vile.

Besides the vast plot holes, the film is just overwrought silliness. Sure, it looks great, with the lurid photography, gritty images and textured design, but the characters are all swaggering, overconfident idiots. So the solid cast is left to play mere cartoon characters, really. And none of them seems to be having much fun either, although Hall gives it a go by chomping shamelessly on the scenery like a Bond villain on acid.

Eventually, everything boils over into even bigger, nastier carnage, as Slayers invades Society and then society before converging in a truly surreal confrontation that's choreographed like a Bob Fosse musical number. And it has to be noted that Ventimiglia's appearance, in a skin-tight PVC catsuit, is the film's quirkiest sequence. Although when the script strains for a thinly developed reunited family sentimentality, there's nothing we can do but groan.

Where's Jason Statham when we need him?