Doomsday
2008, UK/US, Directed by Neil Marshall
Colour, Running Time: 105 minutes
Cinema screening, Image: 2.35:1 Super 35, Audio: English language
Neil Marshall has seemed like a director who might hold the key to a great future for British genre movies since his feature debut (Dog Soldiers) so seeing the pretty exciting trailer for his new futuristic action movie was enough to entice me to visit my local Cineworld for the first time in a couple of months and check out what he‘s been up to since the much respected The Descent. In the near future the outbreak of a devastating virus causes mass chaos in Scotland and, unable to contain it, the authorities are forced to quarantine the entire country with a rapidly erected impenetrable barrier across the site of the old Roman wall. Cure proving to be unavailable the inhabitants of the northern land are left to die or destroyed attempting to escape, though one young girl - Eden Sinclair - is placed with soldiers by her desperate mother and airlifted from the wasteland as it descends into near self-destruction. Eden grows into a talented soldier and rises through the ranks after Scotland has long since been forgotten about but as the rest of Britain succumbs to widespread unemployment while its economy disintegrates (hold on, we are talking about the future here aren’t we?) the virus that afflicted Scotland reappears in London; death and panic once more become a serious problem. The government reveal to the military that they’ve discovered people surviving in Scotland years after everybody was thought dead, this having been revealed by photographs taken with satellite technology. Eden is deployed with a team of scientists/soldiers plus a couple of tanks, their mission to infiltrate Glasgow with the initial intention of finding out how the Scots have survived the virus and bring back the cure that they believe may have been developed by an eminent scientist who operated in the area. What they find is a society that has reverted to tribal mechanics operating through brutality and primordial instinct, creating an aggressive world through which the team must accomplish their mission to save the rest of Britain.

What’s immediately apparent with Doomsday is the fact that it will pull no punches when it comes to violence and bloodshed; the opening sequence is almost like something extracted from the middle of 28 Weeks Later, asserting a trend for the rest of the film. Rhona Mitra (as Eden) is an attractive and competent lead but difficult to accept as an army major somehow, feebly shouting out orders that a rookie would be hard pressed to bother following. While Malcolm McDowell iterates a strong opening narrative during the early scenes, when we finally meet him in the flesh it’s clear that his overly melodramatic approach isn’t quite so convincing, and compounds something that becomes apparent as the film unfolds: Neil Marshall’s dialogue just isn’t very good. The action sequences themselves are quite rousing and controlled well by the director but what first appears to be a dark apocalyptic action movie begins spiralling towards a comic book style reminiscent of Transformers or a James Bond film. Now there’s not much wrong with James Bond films but Doomsday seems to be masquerading as something more with its heavy-handed political commentary and extreme violence. After Eden and co. discover an unused Bentley underground the resulting car chase seriously made me begin to think this was some sort of prolonged advertisement for the vehicle, such is the super stylish method with which the sequence was shot - you could have taken a clip from this and easily used it in a commercial break during American Idol or something. Credibility was pretty much shot down the toilet when they discover a clan of people living in a castle, adopting the use of medieval gear and everything, and by this point I’d all but given up - it appears to me that Marshall has fallen into the trap of being ‘cool’ for the sake of it, something that rarely works with anyone with both an age and IQ over 25. Reading some comments from Marshall on the internet after watching the film I realise that he intended this to be a homage in some respects (it can’t help but remind the viewer of things like Escape From New York, No Escape, Mad Max, et al.) so perhaps the abundant clichés (people able to outrun motor vehicles, unarmed women able to defeat heavily armoured warriors, stereotype psychotic bad guys, etc.) shouldn’t be as painful as I found them and perhaps I approached this film with the wrong expectations, but the end result was not satisfactory.

I really wanted to like whatever Neil Marshall produced and I may well be guilty of approaching this piece in the wrong frame of mind but if you’re expecting a dark apocalyptic tale you may end up cringing with embarrassment on occasions - I don‘t think it was unfair to expect this either considering the pretty horrific and disturbing nature of the prologue! On the other hand, as the homage it may have been intended to be, it seems a tad pointless to me at the moment.
Basically, it’s a homage to Marshall’s favourite 1980s genre films, and not a lot more.
Unfortunately, even those who saw the likes of Escape From New York, Mad Max 2, Excalibur etc. on their original outings (as I did) aren’t going to be wildly impressed either, since Doomsday merely provided constant reminders of how much better they were.
Part of the problem is encapsulated by his nudge-nudge naming of two minor characters after John Carpenter and George Miller. This is itself a homage to Escape From New York, which features characters named Romero and Cronenberg - but the crucial difference is that Carpenter wasn’t ripping them off at the same time!
To be fair, Doomsday is fun in a brain-dead kind of way, but it’s a major disappointment after the promise of Marshall’s first two features.
May 21st, 2008 at 7:50 pm
I thought this was pretty fun myself, but I love trashy post-apoc flicks in general, and this was a pretty good one.
It wears its heart on its sleeve - it rips off (it doesn’t even make the pretence of homaging) EFNY and Mad Max well: there’s shot-for-shot theft from Carpenter - the crane shot rising behind the soldier on the wall as he looks out upon the funeral pyres is exactly the same as the shot in EFNY; the punks coming through the same doorway over and over again only to be shot has Assault on Precinct 13 written all over it; Sinclair’s constant attempts to blag fags off people is even plucked out of the end of Escape From LA and is obviously intended to be the Plisskenesque “I thought you were dead/would be taller” catchphrase of the film. Obviously, Rhona Mitra doesn’t have a fraction of the charisma of Kurt Russell in his most famous role; that said, she does all the physical stuff well, but what the film most obviously lacks is that kind of memorable, sassy protagonist.
I had no problem with the thudding dialogue myself - it’s supposed to be kinda stupid and unrealistic in the same way as Mel Ferrer barking out pseudo-science militarisms in Nightmare City is.
I also thought every penny of the budget was onscreen, which you can’t say a lot (in a good way) these days.
Far from perfect, but good fun I thought. Some horrible editing in the fight scenes, though.
May 22nd, 2008 at 2:51 pm
I think almost all of the points you guys make there I can agree with. Regarding the comments about it being fun, I’m probably going to make the effort to watch this again in a few months and maybe it’ll do its job second time around with modified expectations.
May 22nd, 2008 at 6:23 pm
Rather stupidly, I forgot the “got a smoke?” line is cribbed from Napolean Wilson in Precinct 13 too.
May 23rd, 2008 at 1:55 am
I watched this last night, and even with lowered expectations it was disappointing. The trouble is, 28 Weeks Later has kind of made this film pointless, and everyone running around in medieval garb felt pretty silly…
September 7th, 2008 at 12:04 pm
I nearly cringed in my seat when it got to the medieval shenanigans; I think it was supposed to be a cross between winking at the viewer in mutual acknowledgemnent of similarity to cult movie staples and attempting to be hip. Either way it sucked stupidity’s nipple.
September 7th, 2008 at 1:15 pm