I have to admit, I was totally expecting Doom to be a tour de forced entry but after a good friend assured me it was terrific I’ve moved my anticipation meter from "see it with three drinks beforehand" to a single glass of claret.
That’s growth.
Speaking of growths, the poster for the film looks like a surgeon should come and scissor it off like some stillborn Kuato wannabe. I don’t mean it’s horrible, I just mean it looks like a punched homeless guy after three weeks of overpass blowjob duty.
How do you get Doom wrong?
Now, I hope the movie’s as good as Mr. Wrathchild says but they need to sell this thing on a couple of things:
1. A man named after a large hunk of granite.
2. A game that sold a few copies for a decade.
3. The fact that we as a race enjoy seeing demons shot in and around the face.
I’m sure it’s just a teaser (and kudos to the suave gents at JoBlo for the coup), but I just find it lacking. But what do I know, I have a Reign of Fire poster on my office wall.