What? Really? Someone's made another tired and lousy War of The Worlds ripoff already? But I'm still picking bits of popcorn out of my beard from Skyline.
There's very little about this film you couldn't guess from looking at the poster for about two seconds, and absolutely nothing that you won't be able to see coming a mile off if you've already sat through the trailer.
Aliens have landed. They came down in what we all thought was a meteor shower. Then the meteors stood up and started shooting at us.
After two hours of running around and all the actors you hadn't heard of getting shot, we find their weak spot, and the aliens pack their bags and bugger off back to Mars to wait for the sequel.
The only thing that Battle: Los Angeles does that War of The Worlds, Independence Day, and Skyline didn't is to try to tell the story as a pseudo-documentary set inside a marine unit. But that hardly counts as an original thought, does it?
Battle: Los Angeles is a noisy, pointless, and utterly derivative load of old drivel.
I'll give it a star for some quite whizzy creature design, and a half because Michelle Rodriguez has one funny line. But that's it.
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