Best of, Worst of… screw ‘em!
time to sink through the mire towards the stuff down there nestled
the surface. Past the big hits, cult classics, and respected
stuff where the filler lives. Maybe even a little closer to
bottom than the top. Treacherously close to the bombs, the stinkers,
and the abominations. Films that not only don’t get love but don’t
even deserve love.
So with that we bring you… Ten Mediocre Films We Can’t Help But
Note: Each of these films is
by a single editor. These are not committee decisions, not are
representative of one unified CHUD.com editorial focus. Each author
is on their own.
Day Eight – Species
Embraced by Nick Nunziata (email address for hate mail)
Director: Roger Donaldson
Writer: Dennis Feldman. William Shakespeare (Source Play: William Shakespeare’s Species)
Starring: Michael Madsen. Ben Kingsley. Natasha Henstridge. Marg Helgenberger. Forrest Whitaker. Alfred Molina. Whip Hubley!
Office: $113,00,000 (Budget:
There are four Species movies. Astounding.
There was a time, we’ll call it the ‘Innocent Years’, where I thought Species was a damn good flick. A popcorn movie to recommend to one and all. One of those “hey you like Predator, well you’ll like Species” type of recommendations. Oops.
Those days have passed and while my love of Species is endangered it’s not extinct.
The premise is brilliant: We’ve been sending interesting shit into space for thirty years, including our DNA code. Which is dumb, by the way. “Here’s our very existence, please find some faults so you can fuck us up.” Well, someone got our message and sent us some their DNA code back at us. They also sent us the info on how to make clean burning fuel in unlimited supply, a detail which is never brought up again. If Rod Lurie had directed this movie it’d have been about the government trying to quash this brilliant new solution to the world’s biggest problem and oh, there’s an alien loose too.
Anyhow, Ben Kingsley and his well funded government cronies have mixed our DNA with the alien DNA and the result is Michelle Williams. Not a bad first try really.
They try to kill her, she escapes and eats a lot of chocolate and evolves into Natasha Henstridge. NOW WE ARE TALKING.
Her charge is to discover the world, learn our way, and fuck herself into motherhood.
The movie hasn’t aged well. The dialogue is sometimes a living nightmare though some of it is done with tongue deposited at least NEAR the cheek. Poor [actually rich, because this was the first of a handful of post-Spielberg paycheck gigs for him] Kingsley oftentimes has the worst exposition to deliver, though he does a few really batshit looks and mannerisms that make you wonder if he’s having the last laugh. Forrest Whitaker oozes warmth and sensitivity so profusely I think The Blind Side happened by direct contact to this movie. The cat-and-mouse chase aspect of the story fails miserably, though there is a scene where they get to check the alien’s menstrual blood, which is a plus. And H.R. Giger shows the range of a weevil’s anus in his conceptual work, though it is cool to see the alien textures applied to something other than an alien. Oh.
Bonus: If you’ve always wondered what it’d look like if Thomas the Tank Engine has sex with a Xenomorph you are in luck, because there is a Species train in the movie! There is a Species train in this movie. There is a Species train in
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There’s nary an original idea here [aside from the Species train, duh] but it’s hard to not to have a fun time with it. This is the movie where they tried to make Michael Madsen a leading man, and if you forget everything you know about Michael Madsen it almost works. He’s thin, handsome, and gets to deliver a whole mess of smart ass comments. He’s a cool dude with impeccable taste. He also has sex with Marg Helgenberger, which showcases his duality.
I once saw Marg at the Burbank airport. She looked like a movie star, except for her entire face and head.
This is a mediocre movie in every way, but I can’t stop wanting it to be great and I am totally a sucker for movies like this. There are some really nice and gory kills and as many of you know I melt whenever they look at menstrual blood under a microscope in movies. Plus, if you are a man with even remotely heterosexual tendencies you have to appreciate Miss Henstridge here. She’s a gamer, no doubt.
embrace you, extraterrestrial whore!
this movie despite common sense’s grasp on you.
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