The Host Movie Review
Stephanie Meyer does it again with The Host. If Vampires & Werewolves weren’t enough, she returns to corrupt another favorite genre of ours… SCIENCE FICTION. On the surface, this “idea” could’ve been a good one if handled by someone else. But, it is used to just tell a lame romantic teen soap opera story that would’ve been right at home on The WB during the 90′s.
So, we have a future in which these Aliens called “Souls” have invaded our planet, and have taken over the bodies of most of the human race. As a result, there is world piece, no hunger, no poverty, etc. So, we follow this character of Melanie who is a part of some human resistance. She gets cornered by the police of this future headed by a woman only known as “The Seeker”. She tries to kill herself when she is cornered so they don’t turn her into an alien. Turns out, it doesn’t work. They take her, and she becomes one of them. But, the soul of “Melanie” still exists in her body, while the new Alien soul calls herself “Wanderer”.
So, we get the bulk of this movie with voiceover conversations between “Wanderer” and “Melanie”. And, these conversations are written with all the intelligence of a 14 year old… Like Twilight. The bulk of this movie is spent between these two “characters” debating each other about life and all that crap. That is until she (or they?) fall in with the human resistance. Melanie was very much in love with this guy, but “Wanderer” is falling for some other guy. So, there’s this 4 way love “triangle” that becomes the main focus of the film. Ugh…. Kill me now.
When the movie isn’t concerned with being a f*cking stupid mopey teen drama with bad stilted acting, it’s hard at work being a not-at-all subtle metaphor for “abstinence” and “virginity”. It’s so obvious, so up front, that one can’t watch this film without laughing. I wish I could laugh, except that this comes from Andrew Niccol, the one promising writer of “The Truman Show”, and director of “Lord of War” and “Gattaca”. Is this what his talents have been reduced to? This sh*t? And, I know Stephanie Meyer’s material is awful, but there is NO excuse for sleepwalking through this damn movie.
Skip this turd.