Cell (2016) Review
It’s been quite the journey, but I’ve finally arrived at the
end of my Stephen King-athon. I started with Carrie, which celebrates its 40th anniversary this year,
and now it’s time to end with the most recent Stephen King novel to be adapted
to film, Cell. I’ve actually been
waiting for this movie for a couple years, and held off on doing this marathon
of Stephen King reviews just so I could include it. Unfortunately, when I saw a
trailer for it earlier this year and heard some critic reviews, it didn’t sound
too good.
I’m going to cut right to the chase. Cell sucks. The directing, writing, acting, dialogue, pacing,
visual effects, lighting, it’s all bad. Even things you wouldn’t expect could
be bad are exceptionally amateur, like the editing, which is incoherent at
points, or the camera work, which is often so shaky and unstable you can’t
focus on what’s in the frame. I’ve seen college film projects—nay, high school film projects, more
competent than this movie.
The story, in a nutshell, is John Cusack plays a graphic
novel illustrator who teams up with Samuel L. Jackson after a weird pandemic of
craziness happens and they try to get back to Cusack’s family. Some kind of
signal goes through everyone’s cellphones that turns them into zombies, but
they’re not like The Walking Dead
kind of zombies, it’s more like the rage virus from 28 Days Later, only dumber. People are literally running around screaming,
mouths agape, waving their arms over their heads. It’s like when little kids
have had too much sugar and are going ape shit.
What’s really too bad is, if you saw John Cusack and Samuel
L. Jackson in 1408 (another Stephen
King adaptation which I reviewed a few days ago), then you know what Cell could’ve been. They were quite good
in 1408. These are two talented actors,
who clearly did not even try to turn in good performances in Cell. Perhaps they knew they weren’t
getting paid enough to be in something so bad. You could say…they phoned it in.
Bam, that terrible pun right there is funnier than any of the intended humour
in this movie. I say intended because this movie is deadly serious—everything
is played with total sincerity, which just makes it even more absurd and
hilarious.
I’m going to talk about two scenes that had me
laughing-out-loud and/or utterly baffled. The first scene where everyone starts
going crazy is off-the-wall. People are running all around, tackling each
other, someone tackles a dog and eats it, some guy attacks John Cusack, so Cusack
kicks him in the head, then a cop comes and points his gun at Cusack so he puts
his hands up, then the cop just shoots the guy Cusack had kicked in the head
for no reason, and Cusack’s like, you gonna just shoot everyone? It makes no
sense.
Later on, there are a bunch of zombies (or “phoners”, as
they’re called) lying in a field, and music is playing from their mouths. The
song? Remember when that Russian trolololol song was an internet sensation a
few years back? Yeah, that’s the one. I honestly couldn’t believe my ears.
Then, I couldn’t believe my eyes, because next thing, John Cusack and Samuel L.
Jackson get drunk and drive over all of them in a truck! It’s something that
has to be seen to be believed.
For a while there, it seemed like this was one of those
movies that’s so bad, it’s good. But in the later scenes, it becomes so
monotonous and dull, with little action and lots of bad dialogue, I can’t truly
say it’s so-bad-its-good as a whole. What makes a movie like The Room or Zaat or Troll 2
so-bad-its-good is the whole thing is bad—like, really bad—from beginning to end. Cell has several scenes that definitely fit the description, but
some of it is done comprehensively enough that I didn’t find it bad in an
enjoyable way, it was just a blah type of bad. I think it’ll eventually be
included in the conversation of movies that are so bad they’re good anyway, but
for me, it wasn’t quite in that realm as a whole.
On a technical level, Cell
may very well be the worst Stephen King movie of all-time, but I can’t say
it’s the worst I’ve ever seen, simply
because I wasn’t completely bored the whole time. When those
so-bad-they’re-good scenes were happening, I was laughing and genuinely
entertained, which is more than I can say for something like Thinner or Dolan’s Cadillac. Obviously I do
not recommend Cell because I
couldn’t live with myself knowing I recommended something that will rob someone
of 90 minutes of their life, but if you enjoy bad movies, then I think I’ve
given enough indication here as to whether or not it would be worth your time.
I figured ending the Stephen King-athon with Cell would mean going out with a
whimper, so that’s why I prepared for such a situation. Tune in tomorrow for
one final review, where I’ll be discussing an Award-winning movie that many of
you may have thought I skipped. Don’t worry, I saved the best for last.
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