Amazing to think this was directed by the same guy responsible for Right at Your Door, a tense and intelligent apocalyptic thriller, the polar opposite of this too serious to be fun, too silly to be taken seriously hodgepodge of Night of the Comet, 28 Days Later, and, again, Skyline that lacks the humor of the first, the thrills of the second, or even the cool computerized monsters of the latter.
The only thing seeing The Darkest Hour in 3D adds is a few extra dollars to the price of the ticket. Why even bother with 3D when your movie is about invisible aliens that cause light bulbs to shine and radios and cell phones to crackle?
All you see of these energy aliens for 90% of the film is an orange glob of ghost lights and the infrequent energy tendril that snares people. When we finally do get to see what lives inside of their protective energy shields, any uniqueness of the creature design is offset by the pathetic computer effects work that is honestly worse than the CGI I have seen in many a Syfy movie. Their true form is what I imagine a gyroscope designed by HR Giger would look like; like if the tail of an Alien formed a floating gyroscope with a semi-skull head in the middle. They’re a perfect metaphor for the movie itself: an intriguing idea with lots of promise brought to life in the least believable manner possible.
The best I can say for The Darkest Hour is that I was not completely bored even though I rarely gave a damn about anything or anyone on the screen and after a while the only thing that kept me intrigued was the train wreck quality of this debacle. And believe me, it is a train wreck.
Skyline 2: Mission to Moscow.