movie review: ‘The Host’ a most pathetic film

Elizabeth Golden

Dear “Twilight” fans, do not waste your money or time on this sad excuse for a Stephanie Meyer’s book-turned-movie. No, there is no epic love story and no, the guys aren’t nice to look at either.

Set in a post-civilized society, “The Host” deals with the idea of alien souls inhabiting human bodies. It’s a strange concept to begin with, but the idea had some remnants of potential.

Melanie Stryder (Saoirse Ronan) is one of the last few humans on the planet. After witnessing her father’s suicide, she ventures on a mission for survival with her little brother. Shortly after the film begins, this struggle fails. She is captured and taken over by a Soul named Wanderer.

The Soul is an innocent and beautiful being, unaware of the harmful ways of its people, and Melanie is a strong and persevering human. Even though the Soul overtook her body, her mind is still free to wander.

She manages to control the Soul and forces Wanderer to return to Melanie’s uncle’s fortress. There, Wanderer is able to witness the cruelty of the human race while simultaneously being overcome by love in this dangerous new world.

The concept of the story is far fetched, but surely half of the world thought the same about “Twilight.” Although “Twilight” was a sad excuse for a film series, deep concepts were addressed and audience members felt more than the overarching storyline. “Twilight” was about love and how love sees no boundaries.

“The Host” also attempts to deal with the nonexistent boundaries of love, but fails miserably. First, the idea of love is creepy. The Soul, which doesn’t even have a body and resembles an odd-looking centipede, falls in love with a human.

Despite the theme of love, this is a very difficult situation to understand without feeling a tad queasy, especially since the Soul begins to fall in love with the human while Melanie still shares the same body. Kissing scenes were just plain awkward.

Many films can overcome a bad storyline, but “The Host” is not one of them. Every aspect of this film begged for a relief from inevitable box office doom.

The directing and writing by Andrew Niccol was pathetic.  This is sad coming from the same guy who directed “The Truman Show.”

I would blame Stephanie Meyer for giving him nothing to work with, but that is not the case. Even though the storyline is god-awful, there should have at least been some decent fight scenes, and the dialogue was cheesy at best. The acting could have been better, but it definitely wasn’t anywhere near the worst part of the film.

The only asset the film had was its ability to be mildly entertaining. Nothing really happened but somehow the film was not boring. This is a perplexing concept. Maybe I was too busy contemplating the mating rituals between a centipede and human to feel the inevitable sense of boredom.

Overall, don’t see this film. Just don’t. Even if you are the biggest “Twilight” fan on the planet, I cannot foresee a situation in which this film could be fully enjoyed.

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