Fantastic Four: Rise of the Silver Surfer
Fantastic Four: Rise of the Silver Surfer is a comic-book movie that's loud and dumb, which makes it perfect summer entertainment for audiences who like their movies mindless and have their senses bombarded.
In the new F4 movie, directed once again by Tim Story (as if to prove that bad things tend to come in twos), our planet is about to be consumed by the all-conquering Galactus, which - and this is bound to disappoint loyal fans of the comic book - is portrayed as a giant swirling pool of stardust sucking up everything that crosses its path, like an intergalactic vacuum cleaner.
Before Galactus makes its move, it sends a messenger, the Silver Surfer, to whiz around the world and cause catastrophes and mass confusion, such as turning rivers into ice, causing blackouts in big cities and (for no clear reason) transforming Egypt into a skiing resort.
While the Fantastic Four team - comprising Reed Richards/Mr Fantastic (Ioan Gruffudd), his fiancee Sue Storm/The Invisible Woman (Jessica Alba), her younger brother Johnny Storm/The Human Torch (Chris Evans) and his mate Ben Grim/The Thing (Michael Chiklis) - endeavour to track down the Silver Surfer, Doctor Victor Von Doom (Julian McMahon), who has been hibernating in a casket for two years, decides to make a comeback atop a stolen space-travelling surfboard. A battle between the three parties ensues.
Touted as a potential summer blockbuster, the movie - cliche-ridden and carrying a plot full of holes - may well crash at the box office. So be warned.
Audiences hunger for a sequel and studios are only too happy to oblige, even with a movie as mindless as the original, which, incidentally, made more than
US$150 million two years ago. Perhaps the sequel should be renamed Fantastic Summer: Rise of Stupid Entertainment.
Fantastic Four: Rise of the Silver Surfer is now showing.